Red Moon (My poem #4)

Why is the Moon red?
Once in a blue moon
How can it be both?
Is it emulating us?

Is it angry under the shadow?
Knows it can’t win this battle
Swallows pride, yet seething with anger
Time is transient; lets the moment pass

Eyes of humanity fixated on it
Bottling it for posterity
Proud of increased attention
Though ephemeral

Wonders, beholden to whom?
The Earth, Sun, or both?
Quite a conundrum, isn’t it?
Duality like quantum physics!


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