Love this, so well penned.
I've grown fond of Acrostic in the past, whilst getting my head around formed poetry.
It can be challenging keeping the flow going, without it seeming just like stacked sentences but you did a great job here. Rhyming is smooth, not forced... You have to love a bit of mixed forms, it's like putting spice on your breakfast... Pops you eyes wide open @-@...lol.
My favourite lines...
"Muted bright was snuffed that night
Under the sightless sky."...
^^ So, so sinister and dark... The image in my head was of a candle wick and smoke, the flame was... just GONE.
"Can man still be a priest of song
Knowing our hearts are dead and gone!?"
^^I adore dark writes that challenge faith, comes across so much darker, hopeless and final.