An angel whispers

An angel whispers short poem

An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say you’re ready to see God and he wants to see you.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say the moon is a daysleeper as in night it carries you to oceans blue.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say follow the footprints that you see on the grass in morning dew.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say the world is a dream and I have come to awaken you from slumber anew.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say this was your test to find freedom from the chains humanity instilled in you.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say from your birth to manhood you always knew inside that nature was too cruel.
An angel whispers to you while you sleep;
they say imagine you are ascending to another place and when you awake it will one day come true.

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Christopher S. Bunch
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Very interesting use of repetition, it works awesomely in this case. Good job, no need for stanzas here.

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