Author: ReLies PM
Astronomy is the study of space. But do stars care if we watch them? Are we their paparazzi? There is truth somewhere in the sky, but it's up to us to find it.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 184 - Published: 08-04-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3047715
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Telescopes and twinkling lights
An oft-romantic pair
And yet, the latter, of the first
Has no reason to care.
Astronomy has no effect
across the blackened night,
It's not as if the watching ones
Diminish power bright.
Are stars addicted? Do they know
The impact of their shine?
Stars are indifferent to us all
The long struggles and climbs.
And yet, we stare, we watch, we glare
Envious of the sky
And if desire could make coin
Our world's a diamond mine.
The stars lay silent, indiff'rent
To our astronomy
The men of earth cannot escape
The black hole's gravity.
Supernovas kill them all
The spaceships fall from space,
Nebulae are slowing down
With measurable grace.
Meaningless these words remain
For words without a reader
Seem futile, pointless, misconstrued,
Armies without a leader.
The man that lies up in the moon
Was met eons ago,
But aliens: they don't exist
The abysmal dark, a show.
Shooting stars are built on lies
I tell you sans surprise.
But make your wish, hope it comes true
Believe in this disguise.