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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