The Eyes of The Moon


In the eyes of the moon, you are not judged
Everything is seen, but nothing is told
The moon sees the wicked, but is not grudged
The moon watches, cannot be bought or sold

Time before the moon, we cannot recall
Trust in its concealment, we must have faith
We cannot hide, for its light covers all
But we must not worry, secrets are safe

Reflecting ideas of another
It is not allowed to speak on its own
Silenced by the fiery glare of brother
Who rose the next day, and brilliantly shone

The moon will get its time, and turn its back
To start the eclipse, and unleash its wrath

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