Persecuted Angels (Based on Marvels)

[Yodaman]

I am in a Creative Writing class right now, and one of our assignments for the class was to write a poem about an image. I chose to do the cover for Marvels #2, because it just popped into my head and it's one of my favorite comic images of all time. If you've never seen it before just look it up on Google. Enjoy.

PERSECUTED ANGELS

I pity mankind;
Out of all the creatures
Of air, land and sea,
Only man has the capacity
For blind, unrelenting hate.

I know firsthand;
I was born a freak,
A departure from the norm;
Thus have I always been
A victim of biting, hurtful hate.

I have been taught,
Taught to channel my own
Rage at my tormentors
And use it always for
Good, never for hate.

Today, a girl,
Too young to be corrupted
By the blind prejudice
Used against her then
As a tool of militant hate.

Ugly was she,
Yet so am I, normal
All except for my great
Pluméd wings, the target
Of taunting words of hate.

“Devil!” “Satan child!”
Shouted the mob as I
Swooped from by urban perch
And prevented them from killing
In the name of hate.

Those damn, blind fools!
Won’t they open their eyes
And look upon me- the very
Imaged of the lordly angel,
The nemesis of their sharpened hate.

I know the answer;
Men only see what
They want to see, and
All they want is a frothing monster
In which to pour their hate.

No matter who:
Man, woman, child,
God, Demon, Messiah,
Always must the human
Force unto others their hate.

Folly is this,
But as the hated one
All I can do is save her,
Waiting for mankind’s end,
The final death of hate.