Even the Angels Weep

Even the angels weep
With pain
Their hearts grown weak
The reasons, the same

Even the angels cry
Though rare
When the innocent die
And the good despair

Even the angels, though strong,
Lament to hear
The World's broken song
Full of sorrow and fear

Even the angels fall
At times
As they witness it all
The murders and crimes

Even the angels sing
Ever soft
About broken things
And a world that is lost