System of Stars
Stars turn out in unknown numbers vast
Blanketed in a field of smokey mist
Who will count them but the children
Rolling across the greenery of hills
Falling off the cliff from infancy
Into infinity at the cost of babies ages
There is only one direction, up
Which is not too far from heaven
If you find it please inform us
We got lost between the covers of the night
When the compass brakes we still continue
Our lives become so low we rise
To carry out assignments in the sky
Stars show up to shower us with reason
Our accountants count on them at night
Calculators crunch the endless numbers
Grind to a stop when the lights go out
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2019
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