Red Moon Poem by Lizz Posio

Red Moon



Whispering voices
in my head

speaking for me
speaking for the dead

spelling truths
saying lies

showing light
yet death still cries

pircing mountains
pircing skies

striking all
that disbelieve

Death is coming
all to soon

Tonight the sky
Shall bare the Red moon

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