From our tiny planet Earth,
We can barely see the Sun
In our little Galaxy
Not aware of the speckled
Should Mars cry out in agonizing despair,
Bursting into flames, would our tiny Earth take notice?
Would the Galaxy be there?
Like the Universe, a stranger to this measly little thing?
How is a smile similar to a tear?
It's subtle, the difference between
Heart wrenching laughter and sadness
A roar of angry fire, exploding in the air
Would we, me or you,
Stop to stare
Would we pass by with faces blank with apathy?
Would we cry out, an angry creature tormented?
Shall we regard it as a pest, a speck, a flea?
When Venus cries
The Dust and Particles that surround Her
Wail with empathy
The Universe a happy stranger
Should a Particle of Venus
Shed a lonely tear
Would the Goddess return the favor
With love and sympathy?