Abby – Poem, Super Moon

I wrote this tonight on hearing the great John Prine has passed, after his fight with the virus. This is for him.

Super Moon
by Abby Owen – April 7, 2020

Gone so fast, gone too soon,
All alone in a sealed off room.
Fighting a war you couldn’t win,
It’s Vietnam all over again.

There’s contagion in the world I fear,
It’s raging far and sometimes near.
Six feet apart we might be spared, Six feet under,
if we’re ill prepared.

Drawn to the light of the Super Moon,
Gone so fast, gone too soon.
Your songs remain, tho you’ve gone away,
Your stories to be told another day.

Mother Earth sends a warning call,
You’re not listening child, pay attention now.
Take a breath, while you still can,
Mend the scars upon her lands.
There’s contagion in the world I fear,
It’s raging far and sometimes near.

Six feet apart we might be spared,
Six feet under, if we’re ill prepared.

Drawn to the light of the Super Moon, Gone so fast, gone too soon.
Your songs remain, tho you’ve gone away, Your stories to be told another day.