Infected by the Moon

The moon rises and brightens the night,
He stares transfixed, dazzled by its light.
And from his awe fear does stir,
Of the disfiguring change he cannot deter.

Running through the trees he finds,
Freedom from the mask that always binds.
Tethering him to a life he has no claim,
Sheltering the beast he will never tame.

Howling, begging to be taken,
To a place he will not be forsaken.
Bringing disgrace to a brother so selfless,
Who refuses to believe his love is helpless.

Crawling, creeping through his veins,
The infection corrupts him with unseen stains.
Takes what is good and steals it away,
SO even his loved ones become his prey.