Empty Rocket Poem by Adelia Rudiyanto

Hey, you! Superstar

How’s life in fame so far

Getting cozy up there in the high sky?

It’s always been your dream to fly



I guess the sun’s shining too bright up there

Blinding you, and vanishing your flair

You’re head’s up in space, you’re so spacey

Too fond of yourself will make you crazy



You’re just an empty rocket

End up stranded on the moon with an empty pocket

You have nothing, but bigger pride on your so-called fame

Don’t think you’re cool, fool! You ain’t winning the game



The earth is calling, so hurry down before it’s too late

Before your boasts seals your own fate

Dude, you’re not in the center stage

So wake up! You’re nothing but a blank page