Star Trade

Once, we bartered every star,

Poached their paper light

And wrenched from Heaven those weighty gems

For want of better sight.

 

Silent cries reverberated

'Round the threadbare sky -

Crescendos raw on tattered lips,

Requims of ragged sighs -

As we smothered every star

And wrought the night's demise.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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