Castiel
They say he fell
the angel with wings scorched black
He lost his grace
For his disobedience
for thinking freely
for his new-found emotions
They say he chose wrong
that he would regret his defiance
We say he chose freely
no longer bound by stickler rules
He chose family over blood
Faith and loyalty over orders and deception
love over those who belittled him
His wings are marred black
he has fallen from grace
but
he has gained a new purpose
and he is finally home
