Dust to Dust
The magic he creates. God is awake. The universe itself. Stardust gel. As it all connects. Like bare trees our lungs under inspection mimic the breeze. Fresh air as we all stare into the stardust we are. alive and free. The universal decree. But now we bleed. Bleed the seeds sewn of hate our father’s have known. We loop around the sun. We loop around history until mankind is done. I just wish we could all see the stardust has gone insane. This plane of reality is shady and a game. To those who run the show. But we can find love and life through the deepest blows. For we are tested as a world. Battling the feeling of being hurled. Into another’s thoughts and beliefs of how it should be. I think if we were intelligent we could smile with glee and just stop. Stopping the bloodshed is a must. For our brothers of stardust. The women and children scared . Unfortunately war is not rare when violent men act like they care. What a lie when sons and daughters are sent to die. When in reality were confused by our eyes. From what we see. I just hope the loop ends before our bodies are sent free to whatever end the stardust destines to be. This right now is mankind’s song. There is no victory to serenade. Only young men willing to throw grenades. If only we seen ourselves as stardust instead of flags.
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