People were eating , marrying .
Right up to the day that Noah went into the ark.
Future worrying and planning.
Hoping to make their mark.

And the flood came .
And destroyed them all .
And we will be the same.
We will meet the final unclimbable wall.

We were in the All Souls chapel.
In this month of  November.
Praying for the dead in their purgatorial grapple.
And trying to remember.

And then I looked at the West wall.
And thought I. heard my mother’s call.

…..

This month remember
In this month of November
It’s all we can do

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See Luke 17: 26-37