While i cry and howl
To the moon about how
Its light made me ugly,
I thought about how the moon looked lovely,
In the dark space with fluffy cloud
As its authoritative seat
To put judgement upon human's beast.
But the moon... became a sun,
Too bright that saved my s(k)in and meat;
To put back upon the beast's humanity.
However the moon and sun changed alternatingly.
Though (still) craves for that alternating love and cruelty.
-NaddyNavier
