Edward Stardust

How ignorant the soul of a man,
To label itself unique yet go to sleep on a empty stomach,
to me it seems as though poverty strengthens a heartache whilst the infinite moonlight glows over a home with no electricity.

The man inside just as a fool relies on that light while more and more scientists and prophecies assume the light will perish,
it is now up to the man to make light before armageddon,
so his infants and neices can grow in enlightment.

Day 1 he drafts a simple CV with hope for a brighter night,
Day 1000 no luck yet and its almost been 3 years since his first attempt,
he then opens a small shop only to find out a needy businessman would do the same across that filthy bus stop,
The zone he had strategically placed his filthy shop.

One night, it must have been Day 2173 he met a man with a plan that would change his fate, all he had to do was stand at the gate and they would go in, unluckily the guards saw him...