Our moods wax and wane from thin crescent to full brightness
But we have a Darkside stone cold, black as night, hidden behind us
The course of our lives rise and fall like ocean tides as we circle months and years
We protest, riot, plead for causes and ask for money
Laws are past and mandatory training is put in place to change us to right thinking people
There no more change then light passing over our face
Caught in humanities’ gravity
We circle birth and death
Unaware of the whole of ourselves
The earth is our home
All that inhabit the earth are our family
We will glow like the sun giving and receiving empathetic warmth