The Moon-Ruler (a poem)

The moon in his palm
He thinks himself a god
How can he be so calm?
Our feelings, he disregards

He can crush the moon
In an instant, just like that
Leave fragments strewn
Floating like acrobats

The moon-ruler must be stopped
Or it’ll be darkness for us
On earth, we feel mocked
Our beloved moon could be
Gone with just one thrust

(Photo by jasper benning on Unsplash)

3 thoughts on “The Moon-Ruler (a poem)

  1. ben Alexander July 3, 2021 / 4:14 pm

    wow – I love how you referenced that previous poem of yours, Nick – it totally put the whole piece into context!

    <3
    David

    • Nick Pipitone July 3, 2021 / 4:18 pm

      Thank you, David! I was actually inspired by the picture of the moon in someone’s hands. But yes, I suppose we’d all be in literal and mental darkness if the moon was obliterated!

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