Fallen Fighter Jet

• Gaibrielle Jowsey, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2007

Tumbling down head first, wings in tatters, Heart somewhat broken, eyes hard and set ahead.
Colliding but still surviving, smiling a real but unreal smile.
Living but dead inside, good but evil all the same.
Following beliefs but betraying others, Tainting hearts so they are no longer pure. Pureness gone, souls being eaten away,
Once loved but no longer.
The shamed and the seekers.
Falling from grace into the bottomless pit of fire,
These are the last,
The seekers of self-indulgence, the tainted. The fallen from prosperity, these are the fallen,
The fallen lights in the sky, the fallen laughter,
The fallen angels.
Falling forever into oblivion.