Dark Is The Moon

• Cassandra Wilson, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2009

An ancient evil slumbers no more
It calls, the end is soon
A terror waiting by the door
Dark is the moon

In fear they hide from piercing eyes
Forcing endless night
Now evil rules the woeful skies
Stars without a light

No creature stalks these empty streets
Without heroic worth
Thoes once great fall from their seats
Silence rocks the Earth

In a world where evil reins
It calls, the end is soon
The tragic story starts again
Dark is the moon