The Mighty Stars, all
Rise and shine
They gleam during the night;
The ravaged homes
A pride for some, their
Possessions chewed by Might!
No roof at top,
No walls for support,
Not even a morsel or a bite…
No where to go, they all sit still -
Under a very clear night.
They look far ahead,
For the Stars again -
Their empty eyes
Find none…for all they
could see is a
Blanket of pain...
The Stars will rise again
Tomorrow, in the night;
Again there will be agony,
Despair and harassed flight!
It’s the same old story,
For history repeats itself.
Some seek glory, but for
Others - it’s a mere game
Of blood and money...
So, they came again
With all their Might -
Captured some, and
Shot the fleeing ones.
The Stars raged in the
Dark, and once again
Left the bare eyes
Mourn silently,
Another ravaged night…
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