Moon

Moon

Moon It’s you ?

Look, there is a hole in the Sky!

Who did this and what is the use of it?

Hey! I find some one,

Moon!  It’s you?

Why you make this hole in the sky?

Now the sky will be no use, why you did that?

And who are you in reality? And why you are there? What you are looking for?

Why you there every night, why you just look at us and don’t do nothing?

Why you are not talking?  Or doing nothing?

Are you alive or death?

Why you just look?

And even I don’t know who you are also?

But I know you see me every night.

I am raccoon, may be Canadian, don’t know my ethnicity, because I am here very very long time.

My raccoons are hungry now!

Did you see every night they go for food, one house to another house, one garbage bin to another garbage bin, but there is no food for them?

All the garbage bins are closed, sealed, locked up; there is no way my raccoons will get any garbage as a food.

They stay hungry night after night!

Did you see every night how they struggle for surviving?

Did you see every night they try to find little shelter, but for them there is no shelter?

All the porches or decks are close.

All the holes are fixed, sealed, closed or repaired.

They do not have any access to any garbage bin for food.

Or any porches for shelter.

Even they are trapped from ravine, so no space for them in ravine also.

They go one place to another place,

My baby raccoons are follows their Mother raccoons,

This traffic smashes my baby raccoons or my raccoons all the times.

But all of this land was belongs to my raccoons ……

They live here year before year, may be from millions of years.

It was their land, but they seized their land.

Now they have no land. No place to live, everything is taken and gone.

Every night they fun to my raccoons,

they shoot with  electric gun, they kill with big Spade , hammer or something .

Even Police fun to them or cartoonist makes fun cartoons.

My raccoons are hungry now.

My raccoons are blind from eclectic gun shoot.

They are invalid or disabled.

They die every night, here and there.

For food or shelter, they struggle.

Hey! Moon,

Did you see this, so why you are not talking to me?  Or why you are not answering? You want to see this and that’s all?

If this is the case;

I don’t need you any more.

All my raccoons are now hopeless, homeless or family less,

I cannot thing about their passport, study, health or something.

Are you listing me, Mr. or Mrs. Or just Moon?

Did you see, all the writers write:-

White mean good,

Or Black mean bad.

So, Simple!

Why not the opposite way?

So, they will not see me, never ever?  Their eyes are so sample.

If they saw me, my raccoons, then they will not be in the street.

Hey Moon, still you don’t care, still why are not saying anything? Why? What happened?

Hey Moon!

Hey , pass me a rope, someone who is over there , I will climb to you and I will pierce your head, one side to another side and drug you down to Earth, if you just see and don’t do anything?

Then, I will, close this hole with compound, seat it and paint it over with sky color.

So, there will be no more hole in the sky.

And you will not just see me anymore.

I don’t need you are more.

Ho…Pa …., I am here, I did it, same as sky color.

Look, no more, Moon. Uraa!

(That’s why people don’t see Moon any more).

 

Reza Sattar