Tell me when did you fall in love with your sins? When did the crimson red running down your arms become heaven instead of hell and when did the lies become a bed in which you laid yourself down willingly, one covered with thorns yet you only focused on the roses , a house of shadows and of curses to which you should have shut your ears off to but you sat down and listened , sang along to the chorus of despairs and laughed at the pain which drenched you like a never ending waterfall. They told me angels turn bad too and then they’re called devils but looking at you makes me think that angels never existed , it was always just the devils , disguised in a certain way , till the world breaks them enough , like an egg hatching , till the devil comes out, forgive me lord for i have sinned , after all , I’ve always been but a sinner .
A high ranked angel, said to be one of highest loyalty. Has been around for eons with no sign or hint of imperfection, with people looking up to them for guidance and light suddenly vanishes one day without a trace. They look day and night, it is months later and they’re found with a sinner. They say they love them and the sinner is trying to get better - but why this one sinner in particular ?
“I see hope in their change, they’ve shown good behavior since my arrival”
“But you never told anyone !”
The concerned angels tone quivered and grew in volume, the higher ranked angel shook their head; unfazed by the shouting, they’ve been through worse. Times had changed - at least the ranked angel hoped it had.
“I was worried you’d all hinder the process, please do not be alarmed”
The angel brushed it off, feeling the gaze of the other much more concerned angel. They felt like they were doing the right thing, even if it was for once person to have peace in the afterlife with them. It was their lover, the one they want to be with after all.
Jesus said to the crowds: “To what shall I compare this generation? It is like children who sit in marketplaces and call to one another, ‘We played the flute for you, but you did not dance, we sang a dirge but you did not mourn.’ For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they said, ‘He is possessed by a demon.’ The Son of Man came eating and drinking and they said, ‘Look, he is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.’ But wisdom is vindicated by her works.”
