What does it rise over..?
A nation rattled by violence .. one where women and children are buried alive by extremists..?
Maybe another where a disease has ravaged all that dwell within rural towns and communities..
Maybe another filled with hated..
Sorrow..
horror..
Or perhaps one of peace, where street lights grace the late summer night sky.. and an aura of moonlight dances overtop of the darkened trees as the clock strikes midnight..
There are too many places where tonight’s supermoon is seeing terror on the planet earth.. Not enough smiles, not enough laughs..
Try to be at peace, earth..
The supermoon weeps tonight..