Poem

Gifted a Thousand Stars by MwsR

You act as if you were given a thousand stars, with which to call your own

As if the stars did not know where they themselves belonged

If mere mortals were the rulers of the stars

We all would have no battle scars

We’d have no need to fight

I know this to be the case, check to see if it is true, you might

You are same as I and yet you lack common sense.

You always think to be great, more money must be spent.

Not true, you see, it is a scam

I am just shocked, I am

Your breath comes and goes just like all of us

Yet you believe that the stars you were to be entrust.

The only shine that I see when looking at all of you,

Is your ego and your pompous attitude.

Gifted a thousand stars, perhaps, in your own dreams

This however, is the real world and things aren’t how they seem.

I hope you figure it all out before it is too late

Before your get served, whatever you dished out, onto someone’s plate.