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THE MOON IS MAD AT ME
The moon
is mad at me
for burdening my neck
to stick my head
out the tiny window
of my haunted house,
gazing into the sky
in desperate search
for its light
in the thick darkness
that makes anchorage
for my long night.
The moon is mad at me
for groping in darkness
and seeking it's light
to no avail,
when all I ought to do
is shine.
© Ogbole Agala
is mad at me
for burdening my neck
to stick my head
out the tiny window
of my haunted house,
gazing into the sky
in desperate search
for its light
in the thick darkness
that makes anchorage
for my long night.
The moon is mad at me
for groping in darkness
and seeking it's light
to no avail,
when all I ought to do
is shine.
© Ogbole Agala
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