by Alexandre Leclerc
I’ve seen things you cannot imagine:
the gates of Hell;
Heavenly armies fending off swarms
of fiendish beasts;
Seraphims and cherubims fighting
Torn leathery wings, bloodied feathers
filling the skies;
The victorious trumpet blasts of
All these moments will be lost in time,
like tears in rain.
Nothing’s left for me but to accept
it’s time to die.