Jun 2015
Fire burns, in silent stars
Quiet deaths, echo far
A light so pure, miles away
Death ensures, a false display
Its lights are show
Its silence grim
No one knows
Its sink or swim
Quiet deaths, echo far
A light so pure, miles away
Death ensures, a false display
Its lights are show
Its silence grim
No one knows
Its sink or swim
The death of a star and its inevitable consumption by darkness mirrors the sink or swim mentality of modern life.
