Bloodshot Moon Poem by josselyn marroquin

Bloodshot Moon



Red moon,
cloudy sky,
scared to death
are these people.
no time to think,
end of world or
end of time.
its probably to late.
texts, calls
scared to death screams.
no time to think
bloodshot moon..

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i wrote this in times of the forest fire in New Mexico and the firse made the moon a red-ish color
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