The dark side of the moon: A poem 

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On the moon, the chant is heard 

the Koran of Allah, every word 

Can’t you see the moon is green? 

Give it a glance, it is unclean 

The moon is no mater, pitter patter 

A hollow shrill, a cat’s chatter 

Egypt is the Nile, a line of water 

May the burqa not have your daughter 

You can tell the sword cuts deep 

A black letter that makes infidels weep 

And if you do the Haj to Mecca 

be assured the houris will get you far 

On the moon, there is no dog or bird 

They think to shed blood is not absurd 

Beware! The moon is causing a flood 

Europe and the UN have intravenous Muslim blood 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

One thought on “The dark side of the moon: A poem ”

  1. Don’t you think it’s the people who have made it so Monte !
    or is it the other way around . Religion itself is limiting in its belief.

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