REVERSED (READ FROM BELOW)

hear it as it ding dong its way
down the hollow pit of vanity

down the crown
down the angel’s handbut behold the fatherless crown!
reverberating the heavens with this name
and the angel called again

who had toiled saintly
But this time, this glory smelled the lost’s belonging

And again one. . .

with the crown steadfast in his gentle fist
the Angel’s hand lifted high above heaven
Called by its father’s name
and one… I hear it called
and one… and an other
And one… and another

rock the clouds, rock the Djs music
and the great accolades unending
but dead earthly
for the reward heavenly, to saints living
An angel after one calls after another after

assembly for their wages heavenly
as saints who have toiled earthly
called by its father’s name
I hear it called…