Poet’s Corner: Burning Down the Stars

Fires burning out the stars;
Outshining them in night.
Flints forged with a passion:
Souls striking them to light.

To light up all injustice;
To light another spin;
Dams bursting from a nation’s tears;
Still the liars work to win.

How many black lives matter?
The answer’s all of them.
Still I beg the question;
When do we stop mayhem?

How do we keep our balance;
When the scales endure a weight,
From the thumbs of what’s political;
Spawned from evil seeds of hate.

We’re seeing lifelessness at Mother’s feet;
Faggots thrown into this fire;
Lies held up like religion,
Out of reach within its pyre.

Yes, go ahead and burn the stars
Down from this moonless night.
Let them fall around us:
Burning paths to what is right.

So we may come together;
Reconnecting one by one:
Burnishing our liberties;
Bringing daylight with our sun.

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About Robin Clark (42 Articles)
Robin, born in Talent Oregon, now resides in Bellevue, a community outside of Seattle Washington. She is a published poet, OP-ED writer and Children's story author. She is currently in partnership with a composer who has asked her to write the book for his next musical. She is also being courted by assorted Directors to write a stage play and her dream is to leave a legacy in words, where you come to realize anything is possible.