The man in the moon (Pantoum)

The man in the moon hates himself;
As soon as he rises he looks down on his reflection;
outshone by the light of a million stars is he -
people star gaze but who watches the moon?

As soon as he rises he looks down on his reflection,
Always seeing the negativity the world offers.
People star gaze but who watches the moon?
A cruel cycle – Rise, weep, set.

Always seeing the negativity the world offers,
never seeing the beauty, in front of him -
a cruel cycle – Rise, weep, set.
His iridescent glow our night time guidance,

Never seeing the beauty, in front of him.
“There are street lamps, people don't need me.”
His iridescent glow our night time guidance,
think of all we'd miss if he would leave us...

“There are street lamps, people don't need me.”
Take time to look up at the night time sky,
think of all we'd miss if he would leave us...
He is like us.

Take time to look up at the night time sky,
outshone by the light of a million stars is he.
He is like us...
The man in the moon hates himself.