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The Moon Stood Vigil A scarred moon rose Darkness entombed the land Savage winds bulldogged clouds Crashing cloud into cloud Raging lightening raped blackened clouds Hatred fell in cold angry drops  The moon, the foolish moon stood vigil  As raped clouds wept,    Lightening and thunder vied ore the harbinger of the day   Breezes and a leering sun continued the battle of night Snow, delicate and bleeding fell from raped clouds Willfully the plants survived A bloom on the vine was ripened at day's end Trees stretched their limbs upwards Their trunks thickened thrice in one season Pups were born Bird's flew and sang innocent of the time to come It had arrived   And they survived 26 generations.   Virgin clouds of white blocked the moon, stars Warm southern breezes soothed the earth The northern wind recruited the polar regions That they should do battle against the southern realms Covert with stealth the northern wind blew harmless Tempting the warm breezes to mingle, to dance, to frolic Savage, cruel without pity the northern winds ambushed a naïve southern zephyr Blasted destruction upon the warm breezes Smashing headlong together the sound screeched of slaughter   Hail, sleet as meteors punished the earth thru the night assault              Violence reigned; the north winds held dominion ore the land.   Demoralized the sun rose to see the massacre Warmth seeped thru the lethargic cold as it slumbered Attempting to melt meteors of ice Night brutally shut away the sun's warmth Embedded cold now entrenched Triumphant   Day and night Hail storms, sleet, venomous cold Night and day   Meager warmth from the disgraced sun Birds huddled, their bodies frozen Pups were born Plants, trees, flowers All were burned for warmth   And they survived 14 generations   Brutal night struck the earth The sun awoke brilliantly after its fatigue Its sultry glow awoke the earth’s longing Confused the moon would not give up its rank in the night sky   First light glared, burnt into the land A sun in estrus Day and Night The gross heat was not humbled The sun breast-fed on the innocent earth Green lands, flowers, gentle waters crippled And pups were born Birds scorched,  parched throats do not sing And sweat fell to earth   And they survived 4 generations   Clouds well-nourished with rainwater Enshrouded the earth Cloaked the moon and stars   The damnable heat raged with passion Lightening savage and with malice Naked and obscene it struck the dry earth The earth quaked with strike after strike As the detested sun climbed in the sky The insane clouds, fruitless for generations Rained down on the desolate land Day and night Night and day A deluge of rain, hot and steaming from the everlasting fire Pups were born Birds were reduced to hopping about in the mud   And they survived 1 generation   The moon who had stood vigil these many generations Flamboyant it hung in the night; a full moon scarred and luminescent It presided ore the night Curious and frightened of what was to come As night rode roughshod ore the earth Heat reigned supreme The kiln of night Swallowed  the earth The earth baked, burned Lakes, streams evaporated over night No pups were born Nor did birds sing Time did pass   Who knew or cared Heat, all consuming heat The wind whipped up giant dust devils A lone stone peeked out of the sand dunes   Ants traveled along on the sand gracefully,   Going about the business of life Touching antennae to exchange news, briefings Who knew The operation ran smooth   The moon peeked to the spot and hurriedly glared To witness  these residents and their stone, To read the words on the solitary stone   The meek shall inherit the earth.   Made no sense to the ancient moon.