what sense of this scene

night
covers day
damned
with rage
a barrage
of Angels
fall
unraveling
reason

a cowardly
devil
buying
misdirected
souls
hides in bowels
of a world
he 'wishes'
to own
he... and his
smoking gun

beauty undone
a strike
of insecurity
on Christs
togetherness

east star
rises
endlessly
darkness
bows behind
a mask
knowing not
sunrised
naked light

angels fell
gathered
millions
on a journey
of faith
watching
the devil
fumble
towards his
destiny

---

a wind

behind day
near sad ache
pushed wind
driven frantic
through shadow
beat time

a road
to a moon
shaking vision
gone in dream
roared wind
blown mad
near sad ache

---

revolving

a new war
rises
from dust
and smoke
beyond traces
of bewilderment
the world
anxiously
twirls

rumours bounce
like echos
and whisper
intensities
laden
with fear
and hope
the clock
unwinds

talk turns
to action
we spin
in dizziness
marching on
face to face
linking arms

I huddle
with moments
of misgivings
fall silent
in prayer
and absorb
the rotation
of this world