Luna's Vengeance Poem by James Walter Orr

LUNA'S VENGEANCE

The moon shed her light on a pregnant earth,
And it fell on a soil both rich and dark.
In the shadows the night-sounds found their birth,
Punctuated with strobes of firefly spark.
Luna looked at her barren cratered slopes,
In a manner consistent with misanthropes.
She determined to end all earth bound gain,
And to demonstrate that the gods still reign.
She resolved to cause, ere appeared the sun,
That the earth's fertility be undone,
For the bounty of earth, her beams did show,
Overshadowed the moon, too bare to sow.
In short moments the moonbeams all congealed
To a myriad of cold and lifeless stones,
That scattered about in the barren fields,
Like skeletal remnants of whitened bones;
Under swords of time that the centuries wield:
In relentless onslaughts that never yield.