That dance of a star,
Was gibberish to some,
Mesmerizing to the others,
Garish to vain...
The mockery of the moon,
Touches the modest veil of the Earth,
Ushers in contempt,
Mockery that depends on misdemeanors...
Embraced by a silver nebula,
Little pockets of accolades,
For some to assimilate,
For the others who have lost the right to live...
No comments:
Post a Comment
Groove to the era