Totality and Doom
by Michael Doyle

Yesterday, the moon blotted out the sun
In the same way, it has frequently done
The people traveled from miles around
Hoping they would see something to astound

Their weary minds at least for a little while
Some came to be scared but most came to smile
Magical and familiar the sun shines most days
We gaze up at the sun and are comforted in ways

That seems to tap us on the shoulder like friends
As we watch it travel the skies to the earth's ends
Together, we sing songs that comfort the soul and spirit
If you listen closely, you are comforted to hear it

One thing that was odd about yesterday was the fear
A significant number were waiting for signs to appear
I was startled to hear it come from a pair of close lips
In the end, I was happy to say so much for the apocalypse

Doomsayers were certain the end was again nigh
Because of the totality of darkness in the sky
There was chaos in some corners of our internet
Speaking of troubles and blood moons we'd regret

Years of religious and cultural prophecies gone wrong
Should have taught us our faith needs to be proven strong
We should know that such predictions seldom come true
Even when that Devil's Comet manages to come into view

Apocalyptic thinkers find warnings like Gloucester in Lear
While conspiracies bloom and panic grows itself into fear
Dandelions of conspiracy are everywhere whatever you do
Resilient whispers refuse to die, though they're seldom true

Here we are waiting and watching the path of totality
Thinking on the bits and pieces that make up our reality
I hear the vibe from the crowd, and I think it's clever
It's the days like that will change our lives forever

(c) April 9, 2024   Michael Doyle
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