by SheaRhai © 2009
A falling star lights up
A thousand faces,
A thousand wishes,
And crashes to the ground.
All around people are
At the ones who hurt her,
But the star doesn’t make a sound.
For many years it has
Watched us fighting,
Poisoned by our own hate.
All these years it has been
Until it fell to its fate.
But still nothing has really changed.
People keep hurting and just pass the blame.
And when the star finally gives up and dies.
That’s when a million stars start to cry.
Around the world thousands
Are silently wishing,
We could be more forgiving,
And let go of anger inside.
If we could move on
And speak more kindly,
Condemn less blindly,
A star wouldn’t have to die.
When your actions seek to
Do you ever wonder?
What your words lead them to do.
Hate continues and just
You could have been kinder,
Because then it would have ended with you.
When you lie, it only does you shame.
When you cheat, there’s just yourself to blame.
Why is destroying others just a game?
It certainly isn’t the way you gain any fame.
Watch the stars as they are
Hoping you’ll learn to love too.
I can’t explain, I can’t make
It much clearer,
That love is dearer,
Then returning this hate back at you.
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