We are stardust.
We are stardust. Yet unity is hushed.
We are stardust. Yet unity is hushed. And we must adjust to this?
Think not. Humanity is a severed nation.
It is an insanity we are all tethered by creation.
The profanity of how hate endeavoured
The profanity of how hate endeavoured Like rivers, deserts and mountains and oceans divide.
The profanity of how hate endeavoured Like rivers, deserts and mountains and oceans divide. Hate slithers usurps and ousts the motions many have cried.
Spates of terse unifying cries.
Emotions run high.
We are lions one pride?
Look at the secrets the stars hide. We all walk below them.
And there is something they are showing. Like constellations we can connect the dots.
In trepidation we forget them not. Everyone dead and lost. We have forgotten our ancestral nation.
We are stardust and we must never adjust
To this injustice.
There is something that binds the gap between the stars.
Dark matter despite its namesake it binds everything together. From earth beyond and to the epicentre.
Of the nation of stars.
I am, you are, we are children of the stars.
In another galaxy there is brethren.
For it is only our concept of what a nation is, that is severing.
Humanity and Peace.
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