Looked up to stars
and tell me what you see.
is it of hope, horror or glory!
Does it sit neatly below,
In the troubling train bellows.
does it wonder, does it cry.
does it have a solid alibi.
it be caught in the gallows,
by his brother in law.
who honestly didn’t know where it fell off.
just let your imagination reign free.
to let the stars guide what you see.