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Where Angels Fear To Tread
by Jersey D GibsonThis epherial battle,
locked in a no-man's land.
This prized territory,
this middle part called Earth.
Both sides tug and pull,
each wanting, never letting go.
But we are more holy than angels,
more evil than the devils of hell.
We save ourselves, damn ourselves,
we can do it without outside intervention.
For every amen and gunshot heard,
the place where angels fear to tread.
Buildings, stories of humanity stacked so high,
The higher you are, the farther you fall.
Pit dugs so deep, trenches scars,
the places where devils fear to tread.
So for every halo we have bent,
and every horn we've snapped off.
Demons run from us in terror,
the place where angels fear to tread. 03/24/2003 Author's Note: Poem Of The Month! March 2005
Posted on 03/25/2003
Copyright © 2025 Jersey D Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/25/03 at 03:28 AM The promise and bane of mankind. Potential for greatness--goodness. But also for incredible evil! My mother used to say some people were meaner than the devil wanted them to be!
You've drawn an intense word picture of fallen mankind. Only God makes the difference. |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 03/26/03 at 04:35 AM Jersey, powerful piece bro! Awesome metaphors and imagery. Mankind is always his own worst enemy. Que, my grandmother used to say that a lot. She used to say my greatgrandpa was meaner than the devil himself LOL. Anyway, excellent writing Jersey, I really liked this thought provoking piece. |
| Posted by Rhodora M Fitzgerald on 03/28/03 at 01:21 PM Awesome! Great imagery!
I think you meant "farther" (not "father")in the 4th stanza...
I especially liked the last lines. Great piece here Jersey! |
| Posted by Cymbre Dolphay on 04/02/03 at 04:40 AM Must agree with Ryan's Dogma comment. It was a lovely and thought provoking poem. Quite wonderful I must say. |
| Posted by Jack Lanier on 04/02/03 at 12:22 PM I echo Quintin's comments...Jack :) |
| Posted by Kim Bennett on 10/18/05 at 07:36 PM There are a few typical lines in the poem you might want to stay away from like "never letting go" and most of the "so" phrases like "so high", the so inplies you can compare it to something else and give us a visual. And I think it would be more powerful if you said "For every amen there is a gunshot heard." Also, "Pit dugs so deep" need to get rid of the 's'. However, yes, it's a wonderful piece of work. The comparisons are great, I love the halo gunshot line. You have a lot of good lines in this, and images, like demons running from us. |
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