Man on the Moon

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem with no particular structure and two endings. Who is the man on the moon?

Submitted: December 04, 2011

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Submitted: December 04, 2011




The Man on the moon watches us,

 and cries;

As each one of us is born, grows old,

 and dies.


He lives in his solitude,

Never brought down by the multitude,

Of planets, galaxies,

and lives.


He is a man, but that he is not,

That which is so clearly not.

Never shall be, never can be,

Never the man we'll see.


He watches from afar

Every battle we fight, every war.


Saddened by the solitude, saddened by us,

The man on the moon is a useless one.

(is the one in our minds.)


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