Secret Of Moon Poem by Alexander Foald

A light left inside the night’s arms
Sparkles like a diamond in the sand
Beneath the spiteful cursing sky
All men can only tell what is heard by ears

Crying wolves in the woods
They know what’s been told for many years
All lies can only be unfold if one has good eyes
And comprehensive mind to look behind the wall

A tragedy, secret of the moon
Made by fate, unfinished and forgotten
A man with desires to love like he’s meant to
But love itself doesn’t look upon his fortune

Oh terrible curse that dwells in our fated birth
Can’t you be nice to consider your anger from going forth?
As my heart sings to its joy, the world comes to rain
And the sin of a child is washed along with the pain