Nothing belongs to me. Please enjoy the attempt at Supernatural poetry. Give me feedback to let me know if things are too vague.
Wings with feathers black as the sea depths
they call to me, they called you far from me
Coals with hearts aflame
They spread the fire
They spread the blame
Dire the scope, too wide the breadth
too long the fowl foe has stood
too far to topple with objects of iron, objects of stone
Wings tinged red claw at the bars of Lucifer's cage
the humans' cries fill with anguish and rage
as brothers torment brothers
Yes, I meant fowl as in bird or bird-like.