THE MOON AT IT’S EDGE

 

nature steals a glance at us all 

caring for us at all cost 

but we human, so delusional and dumb 

bunch of ill-mannered grump 

the rain falls in due season to wet the soil 

the soil listens and make way 

plants yields and respond to calling

fruits comes calling for our attention 

but we… we humans 

a sworn enemy of progress and happiness 

staunch lovers of retrogressions

betrayal of all creatures and demi-gods 

ours to plunder, not to plough 

burn down, cremate and obtain 

craving for hierarchy and madness 

all at the expenses of our breathe and honor 

our innocence, speaking to us in our hearts 

pleading us to turn back our ways and be renewed

but no, lust and envy has eating deep into our souls 

to slay a fellow brother… beautiful craving

but the sun, the sun still smiles on us 

radiating it’s rays to fuel our existence 

and the moon, sitting at it’s edge at night 

to light up our dark path, even if we result to maiming ourselves 

@talk2leigh

5:58am

26 May 2023