Hunger Snow Moon Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Now the snow storm pelts a whopping
across New York city and the Governor
tells everyone to hide before the night
spreads its wings of snow squalls and blisters
let the people not see
because there are outages
and only men in black will be cruising
with feet burrowing snow-deep
with flashing lights hunting for
smart miscreants and duffle-headed truants
but as the night sky eyes the game plan
the Hunger Moon wiggles its way
silently across the sky
a mystic glow spreads ominously
playing with shadows and shapes
and the sky will illuminate with
intensity as the full moon
moves elegantly up high
in a sacred path
staying on course
from dusk to dawn.