Love After Trauma
I looked into an empty sky
where stars and moon all caught my eye.
The sky isn’t empty at all
tho the moon seems about to fall.
Chicken Little had it all wrong
the stars are all where they belong.
I saw the man in the moon wink.
He is a friend of mine, i think.
We have a friendly atmosphere
which ain’t likely to fall down here.
The only thing i’m afraid of
is the lack of brotherly love.
If we learn to love each other,
Chicken Little may recover.

Walt Abbot–6-26-2009