Hanging up

It is time to hang up my womb
Which never had any purpose 
But went along with the moon
Waxing, waning and bleeding too
What a strange piece of being 
To look and wonder 
What a pain of life it is! 

Shining star

 They said you are a coward
To turn away from life 
They called you a man of vices 
Because the devils laughed 
pointing their dirty fingers at you 
Nobody can be as pure as you 
Not as lively as you
You lived and wanted to live 
A vibrant life in the highest 
Levels of existence 
You shined and still shines 
Intensely like a divine light
That will shine eternally 
As a symbol of mankind
The best you can be!