Halloween Poem #24:

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Given To the Fire
by Michael Romani

Gazing on the precious cross
Given to the fire with a toss
One soul stood itself alone
But, oh so, very lost and alone
As if her heart were suddenly stone
And no remorse could ever atone

There is a perfection in immortality
But a lonely one as all others have their fatality
Conventional wisdom is a simple vanity
When there is nothing left to save humanity
All of the best are given up to death
With curse uttered on their last breath

The Wolf lingers on her every kiss
Whispering of observations from the abyss
Knowing that no matter how far he has run
God has been ahead since the battle was begun
Peace on earth offered as a destination
While the Wolf of God offers her salvation

Offering protection and love as her friend
She is seeking only that it might finally end
Candles lit in pray and solemn offering
With a kiss and death he ends her suffering
Embraced in invoking one final Lord's Prayer
Only one is left standing brutally aware

Tears roll down her tired, chilling face
As he holds her close in his sad embrace
Her battles done reaching for the light
God has won her soul back from the night
The end of days will not come today
The goodness of light has brought another day

Let's hope that we humans will not just squander
All of these good things in life, left to wander
Incarnated souls living on again and yet again
Damned by the eyes of the darkest living sin
Friends offer up their painful final goodbyes
Paled yet by death's embrace as another friend dies

(c) October 24, 2019  Michael Romani
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