Forgive The Dying Sun Poem by O. A.

Forgive the Dying Sun

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I forsee in the near future
The closest star in our solar system
Becoming a SuperNova
And imploding from a lack of 'love...'
Capricorn to Sagittarius
The Big and Lil' Dipper to Ursa Minor
The stars will gather now
To soon watch the 8-ball of fire retire
Sooner than most forsee
Because its gamma rays are filtered...
A Sun is cooling off now
In our planetary solar system, but listen:
'If you are quiet enough
You can hear the dying star cry tonight'
In the blazing shadows
Of an eclipsing gloating glowing moon.

So gather round, gather round! ! !
Listen to the raging sound...
Of what's gone up, coming down
All that glitters is not round...
Sometimes a sword shaped moon
Can slice the heart of a fool...
If she eclipses his red face too soon.
So then forgive the dying Sun...
Because, it's given all things to everyone
And tomorrow, as a moon rises...
It is finally in such lines, that the valiant Sun
Is sung and unsung
Hung and done...

O.A.