The moon follows
- In the shadows
Of the last; seen, star.
As does whoever, you; are!
Instinct each, when; falling...
Is to rise and reach our
Own destinies—calling..!
No matter how far fallen: We are!
Each day curtails into a lonely, night.
As does forlornly; night, curtail each day.
For whomever we are!
When a blanket of sleep
Pilfers us for a loafing degenerate thief
for all that is grief
Don’t bother your shadows soul to weep
To wake arise for the dawn to keep.
