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Moon child
Bizarrely the moon fell pregnant and swelled in size,
She gave birth to a boy that grew up to be wise,
Although the child achieved much and gained great acclaim,
He felt too overshadowed by his mother's fame,
He'd always be asked about her by passersby,
As they admired how she lit up the night sky,
The boy struggled to light things that he looked upon,
And he was fed up of always being outshone,
So he went on a quest which would cost him dearly,
He tried eating fire but he was burnt severely,
He tried soaking up the sun's rays and scorched his skin,
Then thankfully his ideas began to run thin,
However he still had much determination,
And so he went off in search of inspiration,
On his travels he found someone who was lambent,
Who led him to a man that offered contentment,
The boy was told to sing spells as loud as he could,
But he had to move on as it did him no good,
Another man that said he could solve his problem,
Told him to say an incantation whilst solemn,
Sadly all that the act did was waste the boy's time,
Which is an annoyance for someone in their prime,
Regardless of the act not making that much sense,
He combined the advice to see what happened thence,
Lightning flashed and dark clouds turned the day into night,
And peculiarities were seen that caused fright,
But then his anxieties started to grow less,
For he was certain the charm had been a success,
As he noticed that he shone as he had hoped for,
But his light soon faded until it was no more,
Though that which he had hoped for hadn't been attained,
He was thankful since pride for his mother was gained.
poem
by
Christian Lacdael
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