I stabbed the moon to watch it bleed
Because it mocks me with its glow,
The way it shines for all to see;
Does it feel pain? I burned to know.
I flew up into space one night,
A blazing sword within my hand,
And thrust it deep without a fight
Into the dusty, barren land.
And when I saw the blood flow free
Along the craters of its face,
I felt ashamed, and tenderly,
I gave the moon a cold embrace.
For I’m a shadow with no light,
I’m lost within the darkness too,
And now the moon, no longer bright,
Could also feel the pain I knew.
2019 © Sonya Annita Song