Has to with Jesus and people laying down palm branches to honor him. Bible story.


Blood Moon

On a day when I look at the star-litten sky,
I have questions and no answers and I wonder why.
Then comes a man walking down a street,
everyones falling,kissing his feet.
Then he plays a heavenly tune,
and there are my answers, written in the blood moon.






Poetry by andre10
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Written on 2007-10-27 at 11:40

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