Raven Moon

Grading tis resounded croon
Greedily devouring  neon moon
Cryptic malevolent refrain
Assured to peck at ones brain

Most content in veil of night
Foreboding neath moonlight
Vigilant for next feast
That tis nature of beast

Harbinger of Reaper’s deprave
Soiling crestfallen grave
Weathered tis maker’s mark
Aligned within harrowing dark

Indifferent to mortalities woe
Intent tis only moon aglow
Who are we but carrion fodder
Nevermore to be son or daughter