The moon was dangling bright outside
Falling from an angel’s ear
As sky went dark and stars multiplied
She flipped one more page in drowning fear
Will she survive the bullet attack?
Will he make it to his dream pyramid?
The lamp light flickers and clock ticks
Becoming the only calm in that night so livid
Eyes open and far he flew
Not reminiscing the morning loo
To the world of demise and land of snow
Will he find his way back home?
The answers lie
With foe and kin
They ran so fast
Off the hook
Reaching the last page
Of the mischievous book