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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