As stars break into particle,
It's pulled by gravitaional circle.
As human voyage traced by it's chronicle,
The radical ideals etched in scientific article.
We are but the dust particle,
Beings stand verticle.
The true crucible blinded by our opitcal,
Our division of color and race is cortical.
For we are the same particle,
The starchild of miracle.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 4:39 PM UTC
As stars break into particle,
It's pulled by gravitaional circle.
As human voyage traced by it's chronicle,
The radical ideals etched in scientific article.
We are but the dust particle,
Beings stand verticle.
The true crucible blinded by our opitcal,
Our division of color and race is cortical.
For we are the same particle,
The starchild of miracle.
Astrophysicist like Neil Degrasse Tyson would remind us, we are the children of the stars.
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