In the sunlit moonlight,
People live their lives as they see fit.
No one questions.
No one sees deficiency.

In the sunlit moonlight,
The intolerable is tolerated.
Pain and suffering of others,
Is only a short tabloid in today’s newspaper.

In the sunlit moonlight,
The world is without blemish.
The weather report predicts a sunny day,
With weather in the upper seventies.

In the moonlit sunlight,
People see the bigotry.
People are unable to tolerate
Death and suffering
Persecution of others.

In the moonlit sunlight,
We stop and think.
What entitles me
To act so cruelly?
To hurt those who need help?
To damage those who have helped me?

Even if the moon and sun acted differently,
I would rather live in a clear-minded world
Over a world of blind apathy.