(A lone voice speaks)
ln life
You
Yes
You
Like all mortals
Like I once was
Will lose everything you truly adore
With the final cut of one of The Six Fates'
By Thanatos's sharp knife
Them being
Father
Mother
Son
Daughter
Sister
Brother
As your life runs
All else in between
Can be fixed
But that quick or slow cut
To one of The Six
Can be the first of many arrows
Loosed hails
From the fiery bows of Exanimationes Incidamus
Released to irritate us
So we know the bitter taste of loss
And how painfully rigid that path is
For one is doomed to go falling and climbing
Mixed emotions precarious stairs
But fear not
Resist never
For that stairs always leads home
To accepting
Loss is just one of life's
Cornerstones
Everything has a sell-by date
All of us
Before we too
Turn to dust
Want to know a secret how the circumvent some of that pain
Love them even harder
The Six Fates
Father
Mother
Son
Daughter
Sister
Brother
If you have six
Create great lasting memories
A legacy filled with such personal stories
For they will be a shield and sword to battle grief
For some cathartic relief
For one day
Exanimationes Incidamus
With his green quilted bow in tow
Will suddenly open up that door
This you can trust
So fire can flush out of every window
Of your inner house with
a huge force
Followed by the call of a thousand trumpets
To compel one to be left
With too little
As you seem to lose your way
Without a compass
And hide away from the world
In your own holy fallout shelter
In your Inner Delta
Where you'll sit and remember
Your life's gift of promise
Forever
Your
Strength
Defender
And
Saviors
Have gone
For sometimes when Death
Thanatos
Comes calling and places his Black Veil lovingly on the Chosen
To then lead them away
Spiritually by the hand
Dressed in His midnight suit
Black with a white tie
As their physical body slumps
As they die
Know this
Their spirit
As it leaves that now empty husk
Looks for you
One last time
And prays
With pleading eyes
You'll one day be reunited
Somewhere
In Eternities
Fast swirling dust
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
(Exanimationes Incidamus. Latin for Depression.)
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