May 9 by The Running Son
You are all stars.
not in a starry hollywoody way.
I aint staying with them
though, and the
hiding of hidden soul
cries nobody is acting tuned in-to
I care bout them tho,
Not all tho.
Or all people. Many of us reach for seasons
of change to make believers of us.
No acting anymore ever
could make mincemeat of tough parts
of people who live
Non-professionally making stars out of the scraps
we are given.
I get that too.
But Jesus. Stars are trying to shine
breezy blue front
full front you cant see me
yes I do.
Seeing is believing in stars, and starpower
to break thru.
by Jim Aldrich.