Day 25: When Stars Are Born

In a time when stars are born

The race for reality just begun.

Sons of Adam

Scurrying to meet the demand.

Here I stand

On a pedestal surveying the land

Thro the eyes of my mind,

Like a mental rule.

Guess what I find?

A star is not a moon.

Yes they both glisten

Massive cosmic satellites

Marking and defining earth’s seasons.

I realize I need to be persuaded

From within to define where I’m headed.

If I twinkle

Would I be a diamond in the sky?

Or to put it simple,

Burn like a lamp in the sky.

Akpan