Stars
Hello, brothar and sistar,
I see how brightly you shine. You hang high and illuminate the darkness, time after time.
From quasars of 100,000 moons,
You light up and shine like Ogun and Oshun.
Radiating lights of strength and love,
Pulsating through the firmament, both low and above
Though the veils of animosity and the curtains of vitriol may come to conceal your light, you must and will shine. Your luminescence will carry the fight.
So, brothar and sistar, remember who you are and whose you are. Keep spinning and shining, you supernova pulsar.
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2025
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