*The Night on Good Friday*
Few stars I see
this Good Friday night.
So few they are.
The moon is nowhere
to be seen.
But a spill of silver light
I discern from afar.
Maybe there is drama
in the heavens now.
Angels and God,
reenacting a tragic scene.
Die
die must the Superstar.
WILLIAM SIENES III
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