THE MOON
Yes I am
The golden egg that hangs above the sky
I live in the home,
Where only planes, rockets and birds
Have their road to fly
It can never dim
I can be young and old
Round and bold
Because I am the moon
The natural light that bright when it dark
That light where the cloud layer
And the wind is calmly travelling
The light that shines on the four corners of the world
To light my universe,
I don’t need any fuel, no tax and no security
Because I am natural
My night is a milky way
When I shine, my feet can find their way
Those who bent eyes
Wouldn’t see me that day
I am a bunch of gold
That no one could hold
Because they were told that
I am brood and mould
Some says I am a suckling mother with a child
Seating right inside of me
But I am the moon
I bring to light in the dark
I travel globally in seconds
I am a yellow round gold
I will never get old
I am the moon that pays all staff
Young and old fox and those in fasting are
daily wishing for my end?
Yes I can end and begging
In my fade inn fade out routine
I am the moon
The golden moon
I hardly discover during the afternoon
I am the moon
@Milton D.poet
© MILTON D POET
The golden egg that hangs above the sky
I live in the home,
Where only planes, rockets and birds
Have their road to fly
It can never dim
I can be young and old
Round and bold
Because I am the moon
The natural light that bright when it dark
That light where the cloud layer
And the wind is calmly travelling
The light that shines on the four corners of the world
To light my universe,
I don’t need any fuel, no tax and no security
Because I am natural
My night is a milky way
When I shine, my feet can find their way
Those who bent eyes
Wouldn’t see me that day
I am a bunch of gold
That no one could hold
Because they were told that
I am brood and mould
Some says I am a suckling mother with a child
Seating right inside of me
But I am the moon
I bring to light in the dark
I travel globally in seconds
I am a yellow round gold
I will never get old
I am the moon that pays all staff
Young and old fox and those in fasting are
daily wishing for my end?
Yes I can end and begging
In my fade inn fade out routine
I am the moon
The golden moon
I hardly discover during the afternoon
I am the moon
@Milton D.poet
© MILTON D POET