Shooting Stars
By Kabriel Moorehead
We were once witnesses
To the shooting stars streaking in the night sky.
Dreams set ablaze,
By hopeless individuals
Praying for one last gasp,
An opportunity at a peaceful existence.
Now we are the stars gleaming so brightly in the sky.
Enlightened luminaries,
Who fly by in hopes of inspiring others.
Attempting to light a fire beneath their dreams,
Not because wishes are hopeless like ash
No,
We must shine because every generation needs a spark.
A light at the end of the tunnel,
A slight glimmer of hope
To help guide the way.
Copyright 2012| Kabriel Moorehead
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