Same stars different dreamings

Same stars different dreamings

Origins of cultures finding meaning

                                                     In star-litten skies

Believing flooding eyes

                                    Purpose drifts and dies

Age after age is man anymore wise?

As the sun once again does rise

Saturn and Mars, one from Venus
A whole world and still nothing between us

Land and man under

Midnight moon

Ocean tides

Continually changing their tune

Twinkling stars will become

Ancient dawn light

                     Flooding country soon

Curiosity stretches the dark lit span

Questioned in ritual as a wondrous plan

Stars now owned to flags

                                        Reduced to reverenced rags

                                        Nationalised, Monopolised, Capitalised,

                                        Starry skies falling in unanalysed

Death coming to stars  

Like starry night poets die  

                                       Wondering what they really are…………

As the sun still rises

Over man that has turned its rays to crisis.

Those with no apathy for the great setting star are the wisest.

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