
all eyes on the new moon
as we sang, clapped and danced
songs of a folktale
about the moon and the sun
mothers
who decided to slaughter their children for a meal during a famine
The sun was the first, sacrificing her children
but the wise moon loved her children and wouldn't when it was her turn
The furious sun now seeks revenge sitting lonely in the day sky
whereas at night, the moon is surrounded by her numerous children
stars, twinkling their gratitude to a thoughtful mother
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