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Nov 2010
In the ring the child screamed.
Where in the kitchen his mother and father,
I fear, were at it, now in tears.

Well who would comfort now this boy?

In the night sky a star blinked out.

The sir received the news from a stone faced
Policeman.
The madam was dead.
He was…

Well who would lay in bed with the sir at night now?

In the moonlight, one more light faded away.

The empty woman looked at the miscarriage one time.
The man who was never there was far away.
She wondered if this was good or bad…
As one lone tear trailed her face.

Well who now will make her feel even pain?

The constellations now fade faster and faster these days.

The single astronomer looked into the sky.
A frown adorned his face.
More and more of his friends were disappearing.

Well where did his smile go and who will bring it back?

The moon now shines alone.
It won in the end.

Well?
John Ashton Upston
Written by
John Ashton Upston
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