I look up at the stars
sky lights fill empty jars
fire blazes from crashing cars
rich people inhabit mars.
I look up at the stars
from behind prison bars
with death sentence charged
buried alive no longer at large.
I look up to the stars
trying to see how far
I can envision god
where angels applaud.
I look up to see stars
from getting hit hard
head spins, circling scars
for breaking man made laws.
I look down at the stars
on hollywood boulevard
night lights appear charred
until I rest from my jog.