Today
Today I stared intently
at the sun
The man that used to reside
in the moon settles there now
He stares intently at our lost worlds
fluttering aimlessly in the nothingness
of a cruel universe
No question deserves an answer,
no travel beyond will reach his world
Stars flicker in despair
and the worlds mimic a waving leaf
amidst a now common teardrop’s drizzle
Tomorrow I shall wake up
inhuman again
Blind from the ages and this unforgiving sun
I shall wonder again
if sight does ever engage thought
or purpose, my dream
I will ask any soul denied my own
if we shall in time be one
There may never be a day thereafter…
In blindness I cannot swear,
but ask me again if the sun eventually sets
And the man,
bearing a yoke,
tramples upon the meek
And insists…
that his moon must again rise
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