Nights in Moonlight

Delay, evil, mistrust, death,
The night in moonlight hides it all.
Or is it just for crime’s midnight ball?

Black nights hide the world,
But moonbeams point back to make it shine.
Sparkling, it does make one believe in the divine.

A knife in the dark,
Bricks through the windows,
Cackling dogs revel in victory.
Death all around,
Everybody in the neighbourhood cowers,
For moon’s gaze only glowers.

Moonlight reeks of weakness.
Unbinding, fragile, thin,
Faith only leads to much chagrin.

And now the moon is gone again,
Clouds bundle it away,
Not to return for many a day.