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The Moon Behind Bars
The moon behind bars
Laterally crossed
A sky devoid of stars
A wealth of wishes now lost
A hostile horizon, a severe line of sight
That does not go on forever
But gives way to the night
A black velvet ceiling
It muffles all sound
And lowers the altitude
For birds flying around
An aura of oppression
The weight of clouds overhead
Pressing over downward
As the sun sinks, a ball of red
It will all change tomorrow
When levity is reclaimed
After gravity has done its work
And aspirant stars have been maimed
Then light will unravel
In billows and folds
And black will be replaced
By peaches, corals, and golds
And birds will fly out
Into skies that never end
And all apologies will go out
To the broken spirits’ godsend
And all the stars that fell down
Will help the flowers to mend.
