Stars are shining brightly
It's something that we all see
Every night we count that stars
1, 2, 3

They say once every four years  
A moon of no ordinary kind appears
A blue moon that isn't blue
It's quite weird, don't you think?

They say it's the fourth of the season
But to me it seems no different
No different then the tiny moon I see every night
Like a typical full moon

But they call it special because it's rare
Because it only happens once every three to four years
To me it's just any other moon
It isn't blue in appearance like they say

One time I saw it red when I wasn't even able to count to three
But of course now I can count... a billion times better
I guess as they in those books I read...
It only happens "once in a Blue Moon"

I hear my class laugh
Echoing
The light rustle of leaves
Whistling
As the storm approaches our land

We wait and listen for it to blow
Watching
It begins to grow dark and ominous
Rumbling
The thunder bears down on us

We don't put and frets into our heads
Doubting
We don't think anything bad was to happen
Non-believing
No one knew what was going to happen

We sat in school listening to the teachers talk
Learning
It was something so common we knew it
Debating
We wondered why the clouds were all green

Then we saw something touch down on the ground
Terrifying
We didn't know what it was and they screamed for cover
Destroying
We heard the sounds as it bent the metal of the chairs we once sat in

My teacher went on top of me to keep me safe
Protecting
She was on top of I and three others
Hurting
She was the one to take all the hits of debris

The wind was loud and sharp and I couldn't hear myself think
Breathing
It ended as quickly as it started
Emerging
We climbed out of the rubble to gaze around

I saw nothing... shock filling our bodies
Devastating
I heard the cries of many and the silence of others
Responding
My mother came running to me with eyes wet and arms wide

My teacher was hurt but saved I and our class room gone
Recovering
She was a hero to us four students
Re-building
We learn ten are gone but not forgotten

We are survivors
Surviving
We are here still
Living
And we will keep on going

I speak out
For those who have felt broken
Like sticks and stones were only a rhythm
A glimpse to real pain we expierience in life
I speak out
For those who have felt lost
Like the weight of the world is on their shoulders
Where no one helped them if they asked
I speak out
For those who have been hurt
Treated like the finest piece of sand on the beach
A cracked shell a child would just throw out
I speak out
For those who are lonely
Who feel they will never have a friend
Like they will never have a shoulder to cry on
I speak out
For those who feel like nothing
Like the scars along their bodies don't tell enough
Like the bruises and slaps don't show pain
I speak out
For those who don't bring out their emotions
Who don't speak up for themselves
Who have swallowed too many pills and taken their life
I speak out
Because I am not silent
Because I have the voice others do not
So speak out too, because it might save someone's life

I grew up knowing to accept hate
It was a childhood version of how to segregate
Children were never kind to me through the years
Forming more hate that built up and filled with fears
I was lucky compared to most kids though
I never had a true taste of hate I had yet to know
In the past kids were segregated for their race
It was as if this entire world bashed them for taking up some space
The entire nation was once split in two
Brother after brother is something we all knew
The north and south each all fighting for something not alike
But that only made the hope of happiness winning to begin to spike
A great man stood in the great battle field between us all
Un-segregating those who needed it afterall
He was shot dead fighting for what he wanted
Some people really didn't know his hopes and they felt daunted
Today we fight another battlefield of pain
Thought must of this fighting is in vain
A man took the lives of many Americans twelve years ago
Destroyed the very being of America that we used to know
When the depression ran throught the nation
We still had to deal with all of the segregation
It ran through all of us as people living in peace
Chopping us up as humans without need piece by piece
Another war is in sight though we choose not to see it
A fatal blow to many of us as if we got hardly hit
Seperation throught the nation through segregation in our own eye
Whether we be gay, straight, trans, or even bi
We're all still people and still human
If only we truly knew about it then
I grew up in a world free of most types of hate
But we all knew we all live in a world who chooses to segregate

I burn
Standing here
You over there with the matches
You started the flame
Just so the fire could feed off me
So you could take in its warmth.

Leave me here for dead
My body blackened and scratched
The life ****** out of me
I see you looking back at me
I remember when you were a kid
How you would swing on my branches.

My leaves were once a bright green
Now they are brittle and broke
The fire still echoes inside
Burning what is left of my soul
So you go now young one
For my time is gone.

This night is a raven
Its black feathers gleam over the sky
Turning black as coal.

The eye is our moon
It watches over us
With each and every move we make.

The stars are the eyes of its children
Also watching us
But staying even farther away from us.

Yet they stay far from us
Like we are its scarecrow
Yet they have more control then we.

Make a mistake then we must take heed
Harming what it watches has consequences
Thus we must all be in harmony.