Friends with the moon
parallel to nature and its elements
comfortable in tears and its mismanagements
forgotten sibling of mother nature
they portraits hung on a nameless wall
happy smiles and joy light up your faces
but mine nowhere in the family picture
alone in fields watching the clumsy sun fall
waiting for the moon my friend big and bright wonderful at all places
sitting amongst a trillion other comrades all looking down at my abandoned identity
friends with the moon
poem by Abednigo Mogale
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