Cold Indifferent Moon

Cold Indifferent Moon
© Surazeus
2025 07 10

Ghosts of the dead float glowing in the sky, 
dangling from long electric wires of faith, 
eyes gleaming bright as billion-year-old stars 
that make our aching hearts torn by despair 
feel as if the universe cares for us, 
so we pray to the cold indifferent moon. 

The moon knows nothing of our suffering, 
yet we pray up to her with fervent faith 
for calming comfort of her gleaming rays 
that pierce our heart with silence of contempt 
so we throw stones that transform into stars 
which glitter in the window of our home. 

Kate walks along the dirt road at sunset 
to find Dave lingering by the chain-link gate, 
bolted shut against his helpless urgency, 
that leads to large deserted factory 
where he worked twenty years after high school 
till the owner fled with the cash to Russia. 

The silver moon gleams bright rays on his face, 
gaunt cheeks unshaven under brittle skin, 
and eyes that search for faith in the dim gloom 
with frantic shifting of the victimized, 
so Kate reaches out warm hand of concern 
though Dave babbles with lunatic despair. 

The moon is nothing more than clump of rocks 
that floats around the Earth in airless void, 
but Dave cries out to her with anguished hope 
that she will understand his suffering 
and thus manipulate the gears of time 
to shift our world on track for liberty. 

Since no voice booming from the starry sky 
confirms request to grant his soul success, 
Dave aims large pistol at his pulsing skull 
to drive the howling demons from his brain, 
but Kate grabs his wrist and stares in his eyes 
as if to activate his will to life. 

Lone truck with gleaming headlights crunches past 
to whisk the heretic of blinding faith 
to large detention center in the desert 
where he is chained and forced to kneel and bow, 
but he conjures from rotten brains of rage 
attentive mission to restore our faith. 

Faith in the cold indifference of fate 
swells fiercely bold in aching heart of hope, 
so, holding hands with Kate in loyal pride, 
he strides determined to open new shop 
where he repairs engines of cars he built 
but someone torches his garage with hate.