Bursting Open

The green plasma blasting out the moon
made to look like a thick smoke plume
interference with this satellite called moon
something huge incredible will show soon

It reminds me of birds trapped in a zoo
wide and high to keep caged a slew
seem as an experiment term is at the end
we have to be released from this iron pen

Satellites everywhere we seem to be
watching all; there's no where to flee
Studied for reasons that's so weird
recording what keep us too feared

Noticing the many fights in the sky
help is seen with a clear keen eye
They're here to help us all out
illusions spewed to bring us doubt

Those whose here to ground in the light
hold on, this has been a long tired fight
darkness need to be balanced out
it has overrun, but now it's caught

EARTH needs you to balance you
if you don't we continue in a coup
fear not we're upon a great change,
although things look very strange.
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