The stars have all turned to dust
Trampled by their affiliations
A gaping hole swallows the light
Another crucifixion.
Each day, a constellation falls
Again into her dolor
And no one tries to help her out
Another mindless toiler.
Fate destroyed her life's foundation
She is a ship adrift at sea
Her cornerstone was cast away
Another lost divinity.
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC
The stars have all turned to dust
Trampled by their affiliations
A gaping hole swallows the light
Another crucifixion.
Each day, a constellation falls
Again into her dolor
And no one tries to help her out
Another mindless toiler.
Fate destroyed her life's foundation
She is a ship adrift at sea
Her cornerstone was cast away
Another lost divinity.
Request permission to use this poem