Ever since birth, I have
lived with angels three
to know the good and bad
pleasure you’ve already had
the third is known as Free
The good angel strives to keep
me virtuous to my marrow
so that night or day
may I never once stray
from the path of straight and narrow
The bad angel on the other hand
does the opposite as expected
he tempts me with fruit forbidden
and promise of life with pleasures smitten
where all guilt may be rejected
It’s said a man’s worth is known
by the angel’s voice, he hears
ever virtuous or forever smudged
by his peers, the man is judged
on the path to which he adheres
Yet I hear that forgotten voice
of angel number three
that says it matters not, win or lose
which angel’s voice I choose
just as long as that choice is Free