Aug 2014
Somewhere under the mundane moon
is an Arab smoking ***** on the sand
and next to him is a beauty with a scar
dancing despite the presence of God.
Her silky red dress swirled like divine fire,
And until sunrise all she will do is dance.
Close by is an Indian who cannot dance
as he is shackled, though his skin is pale as the moon.
He watches the beauty spin and turn across a distant bonfire
to which he tries to get closer to,away from the freezing sand,
but could not resist watching her hips that moved liked the way God
created flowers, perfect in every way-even with a scar.
The ****** suggests the Arab to give her another scar
if her body grew too fatigued to dance.
His evil eyes gazed upon the girl,thinking he was a God.
But even in this darkness, the presence of the moon
hung in the sky, observing all that lingered on this sand
and then it gleamed its light brighter than fire.
Finally the Indian is warm near the fire,
but grew enraged when he sees the Arab giving her another scar
so he lifted himself up and off the sand-
even a goddess can’t perpetually dance-
then he ran towards the Arab to which the moon
encouraged by shinning the light on the false God,
making it easier for him to see. As he run he prays to his God
the deity of
Koti, the lord of the core and fire
to give him the power to defeat evil.The mighty moon
heard his thoughts so it asked Koti to spare the beauty from another scar.
Koti, in debt from the moon agreed to help as he himself loves to dance,
so he set the Indian’s soul ablaze by sending power from deep beneath the sand.
The Indian ran up the dune where the sand
felt heavier than ever, carrying him down, but his God,
Koti, blessed him to rescue the beauty that can dance,
but the Arab had already pulled out his musket with fire
coming out of its barrel and now it was the Indian who would get the scar.
His chest was pierced, but he kept running because the moon
gave him all it could and Koti shared his fire
to punish the evil- the false God-
because it isn’t right to see only one Indian dance under the moon.
is an Arab smoking ***** on the sand
and next to him is a beauty with a scar
dancing despite the presence of God.
Her silky red dress swirled like divine fire,
And until sunrise all she will do is dance.
Close by is an Indian who cannot dance
as he is shackled, though his skin is pale as the moon.
He watches the beauty spin and turn across a distant bonfire
to which he tries to get closer to,away from the freezing sand,
but could not resist watching her hips that moved liked the way God
created flowers, perfect in every way-even with a scar.
The ****** suggests the Arab to give her another scar
if her body grew too fatigued to dance.
His evil eyes gazed upon the girl,thinking he was a God.
But even in this darkness, the presence of the moon
hung in the sky, observing all that lingered on this sand
and then it gleamed its light brighter than fire.
Finally the Indian is warm near the fire,
but grew enraged when he sees the Arab giving her another scar
so he lifted himself up and off the sand-
even a goddess can’t perpetually dance-
then he ran towards the Arab to which the moon
encouraged by shinning the light on the false God,
making it easier for him to see. As he run he prays to his God
the deity of
Koti, the lord of the core and fire
to give him the power to defeat evil.The mighty moon
heard his thoughts so it asked Koti to spare the beauty from another scar.
Koti, in debt from the moon agreed to help as he himself loves to dance,
so he set the Indian’s soul ablaze by sending power from deep beneath the sand.
The Indian ran up the dune where the sand
felt heavier than ever, carrying him down, but his God,
Koti, blessed him to rescue the beauty that can dance,
but the Arab had already pulled out his musket with fire
coming out of its barrel and now it was the Indian who would get the scar.
His chest was pierced, but he kept running because the moon
gave him all it could and Koti shared his fire
to punish the evil- the false God-
because it isn’t right to see only one Indian dance under the moon.
