Crescent

Streaks falling across the sky
Begging for redemption along the horizon
Hanging on for its dear life
Once it's spent its worth, it burns into the sun

The pitch black crawls and gnaws
Needle marks scar the perfect photograph
Before too long, they were all gone
Saving the echoes of everyone's last laugh

Last reserves of the nuclear bomb
Served as the reminder of what once was
The symbol of the rebellion wall;
The symbol of the rebellion lost cause

Finally aligned, they cast a shadow
Watch from afar and listen to the whispers
of the cheering children below
The choir asking for that perfect picture

With every sunrise comes the following day
With every shallow breath is another way

Here is where it starts and here is where it will end.