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The Day the Sun Died by wings2fly2heaven


“The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, the moon, their mistress, had expir'd before; The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air, and the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need of aid from them--She was the Universe.”   ~ “Darkness” by Lord Byron


The Day the Sun Died

Gazing skyward I could feel
Horror enveloping the heart of man
Our sun's glory felt helpless
Against this twist of earthly fate

The ray's finality shone
In a fleeting moment shadows dissipated
For I hath seen with mine own eyes
Conclusion upon this day

No choice to rise or set… but to greet its demise
Forever to hide, and verily I say “all life would die”
An imprint of memory that history would ever recall
But for whom would history be written?

Cover your ears…
For the deafening sounds of bellowing trumpets consumed the air
The eastern horizon turned into an ashen night
Guided by one spinning centerpiece….'twas the moon
And it would never glean white again

Dark ominous clouds surrounded light with haste
The page turned; no more a brilliant star's era
Saddened hearts froze at the site of this cataclysmic event;
yes....I was there

I bore witness to the day the sun died



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