Shaud

My fallen angel name is Shaud.

He walks with grace and his head held high

Even though his broken wings weigh hm down.

Though his feet are bare,

he steps in the filth of the earth,

only becoming more of a burden.

His blood-red eyes tell of a forgotten and confused being inside,

not knowing what to do.

His grim expression on his solemn face

makes anyone cower under his revering light.

His shadow only brings sadness and turmoil

to anyone who bathes in it.

He's soon to became the messenger of death.

Good or bad, no one knows.

Burdened with the sins of the world,

he soon takes leave to begin his duty as the forgotten grim reaper.

3/8/05