The Pauper's Moon
His destiny concrete
Mystic tranquility a stillness of the night's
Tranquil moon.
Heaven's nature casts
A spell in June.
Solitude amuses a Vacant lot.
a lone pauper sings
Tones of grievous moans.
Forget me not forget me not
The solo croons
The tunes float on the lonesome
Moonlight stabbing at the heart
Of the ashy night
The empty glow testing each
Mournful note
Steady and slow rhythm
Line by line
Rhyme and rhyme
Chime in kind
Moon and shine
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