The Moon




The dusk was near
the world in fear
For the light was gone
leaving dark the sphere.

The sun fell down
in his red calm gawn
Like a danger button
for the verbs (work) and nouns (people).

From the other side you rose
like a poem or a prose
Filling the heart with hopes
with blue shining dose.

All heads up high
thanking moon in the sky
For there will be peace
as the time goes by.

Now the verbs won't stop
neither people haunt
And the fear of darkness
was forever lost.

When the fortnight arrived
and the darkness vibed
The new moon day
won't stop people drive

For the hope was here 
away from fear 
The blinded sky
with tiny stars felt dear.

                                                     ~RV

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