Stars
By Ghost
Do you ever wonder what the stars think?
Maybe they feel superior?
"Hey look at that inferior species.
I think they're trying to reach me
oh well they are beneath me
I can't wait for their extinction."
Maybe they pity us
"Poor girl, why'd you slit your throat?
you had a bright future
you didn't need to go and croak
and there was a bombing in Bangkok
a truck rammed into a school blasting kids all over
and huricanes maim their race.
So much death and I wish i could keep them safe
and warn them about this speeding rock."
Perhaps they envy our flock
"Don't you wish we could move freely?
Like that feeble breed of aliens?
Where they want to explore they'll go and roam
I mean seriously
they claimed Stan and pinned a flag on his rear
and then cheered.
Why can't we be active and eratic
we are static and I can't stand it.
Would it have been that much of an issue
to be created with the ability to move about?
especially since those creatures can do it"
Whatever the stars think
I bet they would wish
that we wouldn't ask for good fortune off their tears of sorrow and anguish
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