Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder how old you are,
And whether you really do shine bright
Or we just see the traces of your light.
Did you burn out long ago?
Your light still reaching Earth, far below
Or are you still a shining star?
Way up wherever you are.
Did you explode with a massive sound?
{Though who’s to judge with no one around}
Leaving a deadly Black Hole behind
Into which, surrounding planets, themselves will find.
Did you swell, before you went out?
Or did you shrink, all worn out?
A gas of poison, focused so small
Becoming the birth place for stars to thrall.
Am I the only one to find it strange
That our star is one of the smallest in range
For all the ones that people have seen
Our sun does not seem so big and mean.
Because, many people do not know
Stars get bigger, the farther they grow
And although there are no \'superstars\' around
If there were, they\'d never be found.
As the whole human race would not exist
And I really hate to picture this
As there would be no you or I
No Earth, no sea, no gas filled sky.
So if you want something to think about
Try one small subject, plan it out
Think about the bigger picture until you find
That we are lucky, beyond all our minds.