Postmodern Angel

Angels must have been on my mind today. Ya Muqit!

If I were an angel I wouldn't wear white,
just like Johnny Cash, I'd travel in black.
Instead of a sword, I'd carry the guns
that Roland Deschaines once brought to the Tower
and winged like an albatross, hang round the necks
of sinners condemned to journeys redemptive.
And if you should see me, headed like Horus--
falcon avenger-- why, then I'd say
that thing they tell us that angels say:
"Fear not."