lunar flux divinity
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
we're all called upon, by many different names
anybody else out there, think that shits insane?
no way (of course), at least not yet -
not 'til one of your own, is taken in debt.
certain things you won't be redeemed from
everything once admired; lost totally in sum.
a future that's bleak , now gives me fear
I've made, born and raised children here
things can't end this way, it's far too soon
is what I've learned to pray, nightly, at the moon

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