Nobody even suspected that angels were actually real. Oh, we knew about the legends and the religious stories but in our scientific wisdom we never suspected they really existed And we’re not talking about a Biblical storied death but a real, organic heart-stopping falling-to-earth-dead death.
The day they died, a storm of white feathered bodies crashed across earth and snow-white feathers with a quickly dulling finish littered our wondering world. It was all that was broadcast and all that was talked about; more than a few theories from church, state and science propagated across social media channels to either derision or belief. Point and counterpoint erupted into violence in many parts of the world including, most notably, Pakistan and the American South. While everyone picked up one feather out of curiosity, few picked up a second as the feathers corrupted quickly on human touch, decomposing into grey mush that left a death-stench that would not wash off. The fetid air putrefied and most threw up repeatedly and uncontrollably. There was no place to hide from the stench, to escape or remove it, and this, of course, only added to the despair.
We simply stopped believing – not that they needed our belief to live, this is no Peter Pan story after all – but stopped dreaming and caring. We drew our breaths for ourselves and not to share.
There are laws of unintended consequences and when you vote for an expedient way to live, when you vote for the laws of expediency to rule, you get to live with the consequences. Turns out that air pollution and global warming destroyed their upper-air environment.
This was not our intent to be sure but still – when an angelic being dies, it’s dead.
And we’re left now looking up, not only in regret, but wondering what’s left to fall.