Nights Song

Stars sing the nights song Chiming voices depict a complex realm. When I was a child, Sky was full of stars; twinkling, flashing, dancers on their black canvas stage; so many finally succumbed to toxic clouds; dinner for acidic vipers birthed by human hands. They claim that humans are the greatest of animals, yet they are the most destructive. I think of all of the wishes I have made on stars and wonder if they could even hear me? Or did my own kind slowly poison them as I lay on the grass wishing? We teach children to wish on the stars, but, don’t tell them that their wishes will never come true.