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Light side of the moon

No one ever notices me but I'm there.
Do you know what it feels like to be present but be ignored?
I float - luminous, brighter than stars, high in the air
Yet everyone keeps their heads down towards their phones, towards the floor.

They ignore me only to observe the darkness of the night sky,
But it is I who lights the darkness for them to see it.
They see no value to me because I'm always there,
They'll realise what true darkness really is when I'm gone.


Does anyone even know I'm here?
The sky dims yet I still shine light upon their lives,
I'm still here behind the deep-blue tint of the atmosphere
Yet they act like zombies, wide-eyed to nylon-lit kebab shop signs.

They ignore me only to observe the darkness of the night sky,
But it is I who lights the darkness for them to see it.
They see no value to me because I'm always there,
They'll realise what true darkness really is when I'm gone.


Why does everyone pretend I don't exist?

People yearn towards the day and hide away from the night
They believe the sun is "good" while the moon is "bad".
But at the end of the day we both reflect sunlight
The only difference is, I'm more comfortable dressed in black.