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City of Angels

There once was an angel, 
who fell in love with a girl,
He wanted to make her happy, 
to shower her with diamonds and pearls.
He knew nothing about the world, 
and what life was like to live,
Until he saw her 
and to her so much he wanted to give.
He had come to earth, 
to take souls away,
She was a doctor, 
trying to make them stay.
One day when a patient, 
on the hospital bed died,
For the first time Seth, 
saw a human cry.
Her tears to him, 
were a surprise,
Yet they touched him somewhere, 
deep deep inside.
He wanted to let her know, 
to make her understand,
That souls never die, 
but death is not in your hands.
He wanted to hold her close, 
to shower her with care,
To take away her grief, 
with the joy of life to share.
But she couldn't see him, 
in angels she didn't believe,
There was nowhere else
he wanted to be, 
her side he didn't want to leave.
Magi wanted someone, 
with whom she was same,
In love with Seth she was, 
but not with the fantasy game.
They could be together; 
the key word was sacrifice,
Never again would Seth, 
sing with the sunset and sunrise.
He had to make a choice, 
between love and eternity,
It was either Magi, 
or the Angel City.
Seth chose love, 
as he jumped down,
A human he became, 
as he fell to the ground.
Finally they were one, 
her touch he could feel,
All seemed magical, 
but all of it was real.
None of them knew, 
what was in store,
It was time for Magi to go, 
death was at her door.
All they had together, 
was just one day,
Until the angels came, 
and took Magi away.
There was nothing Seth could do, 
with fate he couldn't fight,
Oh God after so much, 
Why Did Magi have to die?

 Bijal Dwivedi
Bangkok, Thailand
October 6, 2000

 

 
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