A new angel in Heaven cries
As he reflects back
On his life.
The angel that watched over him
Stands at his side,
Sharing his tears.
They look back together,
Starting from the beginning.
In dark, war-torn Europe,
They see a small boy,
Smiling and playing
In a bright,
Green,
Joyful field
Lit by sunshine.
Then the darkness comes,
And the green field
Turns blacker than black.
No longer joyful,
But gloomy.
No longer bright,
But bleak.
It drags him away,
Him and his family.
Him in one direction,
His family in another.
The last time
They see each other.
Death and darkness surround him,
Giving him no way out.
Freedom does not exist
Anymore.
But then a glimmer of hope
Enters his world.
A light that frightens away
The death and darkness.
His guardian angel appears
And takes him away,
Brings him home.
A new country
A new family
A new life
A new freedom.
He starts to mend
His broken life,
His scarred past.
He now fights
For human rights.
Chasing away the darkness,
And inviting in the light.
Fights for the freedom
That was stolen from him.
His guardian angel
Weeps for him.
Now his job is finished.
His guardian angel
Takes his hand
And brings him home
To Heaven.
I believe
He is now one of them.
A guardian angel.
A guardian
Of human rights
And freedom.
His silent tears
Fall on my face
In the form of rain.
His tears
And the tears
Of all other angels.
Heaven’s Tears.
In memory of Tom Lantos, Holocaust survivor.