Poetry

I can see the glow about you, I can see the love in your eyes.
Why do they hate you so, why do they go to you, only when it is Convenient for them, not to thank you and love you.
  
I can see both sides, because I see though Angel's eyes, yet I am merely human.

I see the hate and the finickiness of the people you saved. You are out of sight and mind, until Sunday, and out of schools, yet you answer the Desperate prayers, and forgive them of their wicked deeds. But Why I ask.

You say out of love, but all I see is a one-sided love. The unconditional love of you, our God. You want them all the time, yet they only want you, when they need you.

I can see both sides, for I see though Angel's eyes, but I am still merely human.
You can see both sides, for you see through God's eyes.