Out in our village, a story did rounds
that there lay something on the high grounds
There was a man some people claimed
who could achieve whatever he aimed
Was he a sage or a magician black?
His history was impossible to crack!
Suddenly it was heard that he died
and he left back a device on his side
The device could even transcend time
could carry us back ages, without a dime
Adventurer I became with a backpack stuck
to unravel the mysteries with some luck!
Lucky I was to unearth the device
and steal it from the dead for no price!!
Excited I was to travel across ages
Feel the times from history’s pages
I went back around a millennium ago
where life seemed calm, uncluttered and slow
Those were the times when angels flew
Spoke to humans and animals few
There I met an angel; flying above
Filling the hearts of people with love
I stood surprised with envy some
for why she abandoned us in times to come?
I asked her in anger “Why this betrayal?
What made you in future, not to prevail?”
She smiled and said, “I reside
in the hearts; which, love abide”
“Your angered voice gives me a sign
that from your heart I must resign”
“Your future has worshiped envy and hate
I had no other choice but to vacate”
I still remember the scene, when I kept on talking
But she never looked back, she just kept walking
This is a response to the weekly challenge #163 at speakeasy
where a video prompt on the device” was to be used and the work has to end with “But she never looked back, she just kept walking”