Lady Moon
Lady moon dressed in black
with star children in your lap
are you mourning for the dead
killed by rapists, murderous thefts
hunting beasts of hiding dark
leaving blood and body parts
by your lamp silently watched?
Is it shame for lustful beds
in your mantle hiding nest:
fornicators child molesters
secret lovers present, past
that at times your whiteness
turns red
blushing crimson like sunset?
If for sun you wane and sigh
why then hide when its splendor,
searching rays of pure bright light,
leave no darkness in which to hide?
Mystery mantle of the night
hiding hope beyond far stars
glory, joy, forever love
mourning moon light.
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