Monday, April 04, 2011
SADNESS, THERE
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Full moon
over great
sadness.
How many
have died,
will die?
Again.
*
Those who
suffer so
see the same
moon I do.
*
Glow
of the moon,
our anguish.
*
Oh, sad moon,
remember
this darkness.
*
At the western
edge of sky -
now it settles
into sorrow.
*
Sun
works the
morning sky.
Moon
sticks to
its business,
which is
this sadness.
*
The taste of sadness -
ashes in the mouth.
*
So much
now,
the moon
must
hide itself.
