NO PLACE
The sun and moon have no place
in this world of power and corruption.
Gone are the days of sunrise
just flick a switch and
you have become GOD
Ode to moos are lost
oh sacred projector
place my glowing friend
on the ceiling of my lightless room.
All that remains is my body; my breath
someday I will lose my breath
but just one cell and they
can take my body.
My thoughts are my own
sacred to the one above me
and the love beside me.
This world has no place
for the sun or moon!
Copyright © 2002 by David Leon
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