Red Moon (a poem)

Red moon, where did you come from?

Red moon, what do you want?

I offered my children

I ignored your taunts

What more could you ask for?

Must you always flaunt

and remind me I’m an earth-bound servant

in the killing fields

my servitude is permanent

my fate is sealed

Red moon, why do you chastise me?

Red moon, what do you want?

Leave me alone, once and for all

Let me die, bitterly,

alone in this vault

(Photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash)

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