Stop and think twice
about what you just said
to understand their thoughts
and to tame their hearts
you have to allow yourself
to find the unknown
arrive armed
they will cease to exist
their only wish
is to become one
with the night sky
divine as those
who have kept
the spirit alive
the outsiders left us between
life and death
life, is just suffering for their
own desire
while death, is an escape from
hunter
the moon will rise at half past two
to find the blood offered to the
goddess of the moon
has stained the tips of the grass
whiles bodies lie in semicircles
to capture the energy
which bounds my heart
to twists over and around
the lay of the land
where they stopped
us in our tracks
