'Water from the Moon'
Water from the moon dropped into this earth,
Crossed the burning sky,
Crashed with the muddy sand
Reaching this rotten land.
She started to spread inside the soil,
Climbed every oak tree,
Then filled the deep river
And sneaked to all leas.
The owl came into the stream
Trying to sip some water,
But the brook was frozen
For of the heat of moonbeam.
Poor little boy woke
With a tiny dried mouth,
No faucet to open and drink
Everything had sunk.
A rising riot in the avenue,
No water no fruits
Nothing to moist the iron throats
Or those stinky tongues.
Even the disgusting bugs
Who are drown in dirt
Begun to complain,
Unknowing that they're the cause of pain.
(Copyrights © SILVER)
2008-03-30
Free verse