Monday, December 31, 2012
Star Of Stars
No ruined star concerns our justice,
For they explode after matter causes havoc
In degrees known to the lord
Of all our health.
A model has concentrated at the core
For nobody fumes after fuming
And nobody moves an inch.
The Earth is at crawling speed
Inside an orbit of the eye
And the ears are listening to its
Sound that erupts.
Such an existence moves with miming
And collapsing of the smaller stars,
Our ruined star called the Sun
Arrives after too many visits.
Over the cities and centers of civilization
Our birds have feathers
With the simple formula