I cried

( my picture of the eclipse )
 
I broke down and I  
Cried.  
The Sun  
Had died  
In the sky.  
 
I could not  
breath.  
As much  
As I wanted  
To try.    
 
I thought  
Death  
Had come.  
I wanted with him  
To fly.  
 
Will the  
Moon  
Release her grip  
Soon  
Before she finally dies?  
 
Will the  
Light  
Return again  
Bright  
On my tired Eyes?  
 
Will the  
World  
Ponder this  
Wonder or  
As usually deny?  
 
Will they  
Regret  
The next day  
Or forget  
The reason why?  
 
We are all in this  
Together  
All of us  
Forever  
You and I.  
 
I cried and  
Cried  
Not for the Sun  
Nor for the Moon  
That’s a lie.  
 
I cried and  
Cried  
For the people  
For my children  
Who were Nearby.  
 
Those who had  
Witnessed  
This miracle  
And did not  
Cry.