"Wings (From History's failures)"

[bryce4_4]

I wrote this down in class today when our teacher was putting on a documentary that no one watch and didn't need to watch because the whole class was waiting for 3 hours since there was testing for 11th grade that day. Enjoy!
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What's happening to me?
Who did this to me?
Who carved out wings from an angel and stapled them on like paper to paper?
So long ago in the Glory days did these wings shine! Wings gifted from the Gods to a poor human who smelled of angels. How then did the angel fall?
How could they?!
Colored Society Red.
Stained the system.
Then walked the dawn of death.
Then once again these wings were given to me!
What shall I do with these wings of power struck by Gods and processed down to earth before earth could get a taste of heaven?
Only for the wings to devastate the earth with its angelic and non-angelic powers?
What would I do if history came to repeat its bloody mess?
Should I give up the wings?
Burn them?
Should the Gods take it back and strike us all down with thunder-est appraise?
Should the last thing we should see be our burning history that we hate but create.
Or should we just close our eyes and forget and live in a delightful future?
I don't know.
Only time knows.
Actually the more we really think about it.

History will always repeat no matter what.
Same History.
Same Souls.