I saw it shining red
and slowing rising high,
an open wound that bled
up into the sky.

Some took it as a portent
of impending doom
and they, howling, went
off into the gloom.

Others were also disturbed
by the shining, sanguine sign
but their fears were curbed;
they knew things would be fine.

But only one of these is right –
perhaps you’ll find that answer tonight.

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