The stars are fading now


obscured by smog and light and life

They’re there still, I know

You can’t kill a star.

You can kill everything else, though

and you’re trying

The sea, the sky, the earth

all dying

through your thoughtlessness,

your ignorance, your greed

Through our selfishness,

our inaction, our despair

We can’t see the stars.

The stars tell stories

myths of old

Tales of dragons, brothers, hunters

their stories will soon be lost

hidden in the sky

by our self-centeredness

our arrogance

Yet they will remain

outliving you, me,

our great-grandchildren

We will lose sight of them soon

but they will always be there

After all,

you can’t kill a star.

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