At Will

The Baying Moon gives up to soon

when she fly's across the Naked Sky!

I often Ask "Why" leave us for the sun?

The alarming nature of the raw appeal,

she burns from within.

Exploding in every sphere,

threatening all that is near

One Day will be her end,

simply another nuclear begin.

Just when,

Twelve-Twenty-One,

a day of....

"don't run!!"

and A Year of...

Begun.