To share an angels pain

I awoke to an angel crying
I thought, why
Would an angel undying
Be sitting by my bed crying

I reached out to this angel
I touched a thin delicate hand
To ease what must be
Tremendous anguish

I lost my sight, but I saw
I became deaf, but I heard
I was mute, but for one word
Truth

The source of the world’s pain
Is found in each and everyone of us
Lives spent torn between love and hate
Alone

The angel looked in to my eyes
And began to sing
You are not finished yet
And that is too bad