A thousand stars

Thousands stars in the sky
Sometimes i stand looking at them
Asking why
Why is the stars so many
When some people
Doesn’t have a penny
Why shines the stars so bright
When most people thinks violence is right

If every star was a tear on your cheek
You would be considered
As weak
If every star
Was a bowl of tar
You could use it on the crocks
A place them
on thousands hooks

Please listen to my voice
Hear it
It’s not noise
See the good in every man
Believe that everyone can
Now give me a smile
And a word of joy
And don’t treat people
As there where a toy



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