exploringtheparadox · March 18, 2018 · 2014, Poetry · Poem · No Comments
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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