I am not the Magi
Who only Know the stars.
Though I’ve not been to the sky
But I know the dichotomy in the Earth and Mars.
I’ve lived before Methuselah,
I surpass the Seven Wonders of Time.
I formed the crown of ancient Minerva
And gave Hammurabi the Law in his prime.
I am the moon;
I shine to steal away your darkness.
I see your soul languishing in endless doom,
So,I want to stand on your head with my brightness.
I am the full moon,
The moon for the carnival.
I shall tell you that December comes very soon
And I remain the only hope for Sallah.
I am the calendar;
I shine to tell days and months.
The tribesmen call me their Messaiah
For I light the carnival for the Monoliths.
Make me your Leader or Radiance.
I shall spread your tentacles across the Antartica;
I shall cause the yam’s yield ahead of the festival;
So,that it will never be a carnival of conscience.