The ancient red moon

October 21 1600


It isn't the Blood moon, for that
Mankind has claimed the term"Blood"
Slowly dripping down my katana blade
Stained forever on my armour of oath
This massacre left only but perished corpse

It isn't the Blue moon for that
Mankind has claimed the term "Blue"
Lost the stillness skies, the starry surface
Cease to exist, eventually reaching its end
Like the final gasp of the noble soilders

It isn't the Harvest moon for that
Mankind has claimed the term "Harvest"...