Skyless Moon by Teresita Blanco

Skyless Moon

by Teresita Blanco

Skyless moon,

In the night

She reflects our might.

See her take flight

Across the sky,

The hollow torches

Reflects her pale glances.

She smiles at our surrender… 

we struggle far behind,

the shame we hide  

Brings the danger

We dare not whispers,

Look, she hears us whimper.

Our strength depleted,

The lamps retreated.

The Red Moon

Screams our doom.

The tides turn,

The Hands tremble,

The final grain falls…

“Rise, rise,” the moon calls…

Flee, flee his “ah”

Retain the last breath,

Regain once more strength.

See what lies beyond.

This is our destination!

Escape this hell,

Return to hell.

Such is our doom.

Sky less moon!


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