Shades of Soot

I'd written this a long time ago but I've found it disappeared from the site (which is actually pretty worrisome).

The ashes turning grey

badges of his rage

burning embers

the cinders light the day

the people mill about

remnants of an age

the inner-lighting darkness

final glimmer of the day

those sirens crying out

clarions on the blade

death knells tolling 

for the Earth

for our way

thus Here we are shattered

smashed all into  pieces

victims

all victims

of the Fates

of Lachesis