The stars have been forgotten,
And we can no longer see them,
Even with a telescope.

They are hovering in the darkness,
But our light is drowning them,
For we’re so bright.

Our artificial incandescence
Is better than their twinkle,
Didn’t you know?

The light burns our eyes
Unlike the stars soft glow,
And we are blind.

We become lost in the universe,
For there is no beacon,
No guidance.

We rely on technology and GPS,
And the staccato voice,
It "knows" the way.

Yet that little box is so fragile,
And so often misleading,
Unlike a star.

The stars never move,
Only we do on our orb,
Round and round.

Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I wonder where you are.