Supermoon

Orange lights gather, as waves rose,

in anticipation of the moon,

that smiled as it entered the stage with deception.

It looked down at the divisiveness, and protests, and violence,

against individuals, against marginalized,

against broken families and shattered dreams.

For one night and one night only,

it orchestrated a massive play.

All puppets were look to one another with the

Same hopes, same dreams, and the same fallibility.

 

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