Yesterday, was not enough ….

{Wheels for Angel}

28/08/2025

2.18pm

©∞janie

An angel looks out from the page

…the story generates a rage

which overflows the largest stage

and throws a generation’s wage.

No compensation, any time

could match this treasure taken thine

or pay a millionth of the crime

or wash the tears of endless brine…

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The life that fitted like a glove,

it took a hit so undeserved

from something with a push and shove

but yesterday …was not enough….

Around the corner, trash the bend,

Pohutukawas there, to spend

their life of tears, their skin to rend,

the songs for Angel on the wind.

I wonder did the spirits roar

When sergeant arsehole hit the floor,

communications from the store

attaching demons to his door?

He’s killed before, he’ll kill again

until a bullet is his friend,

his partner’s microphone is bent

and dropped into the harbour’s end. 

The life that fitted like a glove,

it took a hit so undeserved

some devil with a push and shove

But yesterday was not enough….

The traffic in the land of sheep

Is infiltrated by some creeps

they get your number, you don’t sleep,

whatever goes, the ratchet’s deep,

The parts attend a steady flow,

from up above to down below,

assembled in a raucous flow,

“What’s up?” Well, you don’t want to know,

The life that fitted like a glove

It took a hit so undeserved

some demon with a push and shove

and yesterday was not enough.

No, yesterday, no, yesterday, 

no, yesterday was not enough.