Death weeps not

‘Death weeps not’                          timothy r gates, 10/23/2013

Death weeps not
this Angel smiles,
may look like a grimace.
maybe it's difficult,
one more passover assignment
being the hand of God,
doing what you're told
gets old, at times.
Wings of mercy,
not melting
not flying into the Sun
not falling to the Earth,
carrying innocents home
leaving other clear eyes to live,
pilgrims caught in another's balance.
"Death, where is thy sting?"
Maybe this Angel has no tears,
desert ravages
wearied by carrying these angels,
knowing their trust
knowing their freedom
knowing their holding on,
prostrates before them,
left with,
"Lord, have mercy."