Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. I wish I did though, that would be wicked. Like the play. jk, never seen it or read it.

And so, I proudly present, Angel's Poem.

Thoughts tumble in

the book of questions thin.

My heart race slows, I understand

I'm back in your hand.

I close my eyes, and awareness slips away,

but I'm not here to stay.

I awake to a voice,

my sixth in choice.

Jeb! Jeb! He has returned!

But has he turned?

What do you think? Good? Bad? Please review!

BTW: this is my first poem, wrote it after I read the Angel Experiment.

~Isabelle~