Sunday, August 21, 2016

28. POEM: The Trojan horse called Moon

The Trojan horse called Moon 


We are looking at it
for 10 thousand years
we have fallen in love
under its silver light
we have sung it
in our poems

Too big to be
the earth's daughter
too dead to be
the earth's sister
Hollow, it is spinning
with perfect solar period
and it shows 
always on purpose
half of its face.



In Arcadia in Greece
there are still people
that they are called
pre-moon humans
for in their scripts of tradition
still remember
the ancient times
with no moon 
spinning in the sky.

Where Moon comes from?
They say it was
a companion
of the broken Phaethon planet 



My friend have faith 
 to our beautiful ancestors
that well they know the Moon
 as the Draconian  Trojan horse
but  are bravely determined 
to prevent us from  enslaving