I the somber moon
I, the somber moon
watching,
waitting,
questioning the human mind
as I bare witness to every crime
blood curling screams pierce my fragil ears
I''m unable to cry
unable to look away
I, the heart broken moon
seeking,
weeping,
discovering the fine arts of romance
always being rejected my teh blazing hot sun
singing songs of passion and love
to the holy Heavons above
I, the grieving moon
pushing,
pulling,
shoving against the motherly ocean
drowning thousands of innocent souls in rage
later being left alone to face the aftermath in pain
feeling guilty and ashamed
I, the somber moon
glistening in the sky
lighting up the dreary night
cursed forever the watch in horror
AS
Time
Slowly
Passes
BY
poem by Keysha Sanchez
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