A Poem For the Grounded Stars
So many people look up to the sky,
For an answer they do not need,
Instead of looking to the earth,
Where true explanations can be found.
For me the white hues of progress,
Are the driving force of my dreams.
The stars are distant lonely things,
Whereas city lights I can reach.
The stars are unfathomable,
But neon signs are tangible.
You can't fix a light in heaven,
But here - they are manageable.
Copyright © Tristan Strudwick | Year Posted 2018
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