Red Moon

By: Lu

Sky painted black,

Moon dyed red.

A soul’s unheard cries,

Laid to rest.

The wind in my ears,

Howls of grief.

Blood on my hands,

Find their keep.

An empty heart,

The Devil’s trill.

Herald the angels,

All lies still.

And here in the grove,

Where old graves lie.

I’ll say to you,

My last goodbye.