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"3 Days Before the Fall"

When the 3 days 
of darkness came,
we were ill prepared, still 

the sky was blue 
not a cloud
in sight

the sun 
lit the day
well into the dark night

the fire spread 

in mens’ hearts 
like a ricochet killshot
across the world

until the meaning 
in the reasoning
of it all, fell, charred 

we were the demons
walking like prophecies
amongst the innocent

baptised in blood 
pinning symbols on doors, 
and on others’ hearts

in this new, frightening 
strange war
we watched it all 

from our sheltered worlds
recording and saving 
images on our phones

we were,
slightly above it all
seated on our thrones

sheltered and silent
without windows covered 
and closed

no bless’ed beeswax lit, yet 

eventually, 
we lay prostrate
amidst the end of it all 

like fallen dominoes, 
two sides
black and white

numbers counted 
and uncounted 
marked and branded

touched 
and 
untouched

trying to remember 
the purpose 
of Love

the value of

obscure prayers 
and any good 
deeds we shared 

at all, 
before 
our fall 

bookmarking 
the other chapter 
never seen, never read

the voice 
of children 
never heard;

before our burning beds
the sleeping secret, 
Lucia and her Fatima

a child’s message
from 
the past

miracles and visions
passed over,
irrelevant, not important

of little consequence

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
post Halloween







“There shall come over the whole earth an intense darkness lasting three days and three nights. Nothing can be seen, and the air will be laden with pestilence which will claim mainly, but not only, the enemies of religion. It will be impossible to use any man-made lighting during this darkness, except blessed candles."

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