Legend of a fallen angel.

Every single legend that has ever 

been told throughout the ages

from the beginning of man, was

started by someone somewhere

who saw or heard something

happen and relayed it to a family

member or a friend who then

repeated to others and so on 

So forth each time being told 

a little differently with bits and

pieces changed or added even 

more subtracted until it was finally 

written down or ink to paper

when it finally becomes a legend, 

lore or fairytale sometimes 

even a nursery rhyme, either way, no

matter what it is, it usually has

some truth buried deep down 

in the very essence of the story.

So now that the back story or 

prelude or log well something pre

that I can tell you, what I am

about to say to you for the first

time in my life is what legends are really made

of, is it true? Well that is up to 

you to decide, I believe it in 

my heart and soul, as I tell you

now to the best of my recollection.

It all started one dark rainy night

after three of my closest friends

had passed away within days of

each other and then soon after 

my son was taken by his estranged 

mother, I was all alone, my heart

was barely beating my soul had

gone missing and my head was

a little bit messed up no a lot, I

had nothing left at all, I was lonely,

strung out, lost, and confused,

reaching out somebody for 

something yet receiving nothing

from nobody at all cursing 

to a God, I did not believe in, 

screaming at the devil to go 

back whatever kinda a hell 

he would go to, hating everyone 

and everything, feeling

guilty for nothing, walking through 

the empty streets of heartbreak 

and sorrow wanting to forget all

about yesterday not wanting 

tomorrow to come for fear of

hurting all over again, my mind a 

mix of way to many things and 

the deafening sound of silence so 

loud I just wanted to end it all today 

so I did or thought anyway

I had one last breath to breathe

when I looked up and seen the 

most beautiful creature I had ever

seen with a body that could only

live in a dream, and she was falling 

straight at me, I could not believe 

that I was about to meet a real

fallen angel whose beauty was

seen in her glow, and she was

falling fast or rather kicked out of 

heaven above on a path straight

down to the firey pits of hell for 

what? I would never know but her

broken halo could clearly be seen

on her blond yet messy hair where 

you could plainly see 'two horns 

barely there, her strength that she

had inside of her she hid it so well

that no one knew it was there, 

not even God himself. But he 

would soon for as she fell towards the

fires she stopped right there in 

midair she smiled like she

did not care then put 

her hands up then her middle finger

 in the air as high as she was 

able and said "you know what, I think 

I will stay right here on earth 

for a while and you all can go

straight to hell," then chaos reigned 

as the devil said. "what the hell 

is going on the soul you have 

is not yours anymore its mine." 

So to keep her soul inside of 

her, she said well come on a try to take, when the devil got close

enough she kick the Devil so 

damn hard right in his balls 

that even God, his son, Buddha

and Ronnie Regan fell to the

the ground on their knees and began 

to weep and cry. God said she is

yours I swear she is not mine 

just as the Devil got up with a 

loud agonizing scream choked 

back the tears looking as if he 

was gonna be sick then he ran 

away as fast as he could to hide. 

For the first time since they both 

began never to be seen again 

God and the Devil agreed on 

something that the fallen angel 

was from another, who they are 

not sure but they did agree that 

she is not from God or the Devil

and neither wanted her so she is

a brand new breed, who is good with 

a little evil so hot she was and 

knew it for she could make a

grown man cry then turn around 

with big sexy smile and bake him

an apple pie with a touching way 

too much for any man to handle 

and a soul that will never be 

saddled, and a kiss I will never forget because

on that day I met a real fallen 

angel, today that fallen angel is

still right here on earth and 

very much alive as you see her 

and I spent a lot of time together

hanging out and getting by for 

the legend is true that I will not

lie she is the hottest fallen angel

I ever knew hell I even tried my

best for a slice of heaven many

times and she has only made 

me cry but maybe one day with 

a smile on her face she may take

a little pity on my soul. But as for

now I know this,

she cannot go to

heaven and she was banned 

from hell, so right here in this 

bed is where she will always lie.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A Poet's Journey