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,

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poem by Keysha Sanchez
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