Moon Hunters

"beware the Moon Hunters"
they tell me
"beware the Star Trappers"
they warn 

but I take little notice 
and when I do it's with scorn 

beware!
take care!
be warned!
but all I do is ignore 

up the mountain I go
in the dead of night 
I want to see all the lights
from the top of my world

every lamp 
every lantern
in the valley below 
every bright bold light
every soft little glow 

through the thick brush
and old fall leaves 
through the deep woods 
and the sparsely placed trees 

finally at the top I look up 
and see a most horrendous sight
the moon being roped 
the stars being caught 
the sky being pulled down to earth 

I yearn to cry out in despair 
for what do I see there?
a Moon Hunter 
and Star Trappers 
just like I'd been warned 

I run down the mountain 
till I'm back home
my sore feet pounding 
from my midnight roam 

they still warn me
beware
watch your back 
take care of yourself

and now I listen.