A mind lost beneath fire in the sky
Stands ready to rave against the coming
The stars drone and fall to Earth
And the moon cannot bear to watch
What glassy eyes reflect in upturned awe
Painting a masterpiece with gunfire
Carving David with the knife and sword
Poison at the landing sites, the abandoned places
War rages elsewhere, in the doorways of our homes
The streets we walk to market
Strewn with evidence of the coming
Our resistance against the falling stars
Still cascading to the low places of the Earth
There will we wait
Far from hope of return to the sun
In the long night, our bodies tense together
Longing for the door to open, the light to shine through
A chance to bring back our world by force

Original Photography – Instagram: @mitchel_ring