No Light Shines Here

That day held

The final hour

Our Mother’s ambivalence

Lost in conclusion


The clock tower rings

Thunder sounds

A black shadow looms

The dusk of man


An angel of death appears

Shrouded in the splendor

Of finality and the unknown

She unfurls her wings


They paid their tax

With one last breath

Before forever

Remaining still


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