Monday, 14 September 2015

Yellow Dwarf

I’m staring upwards at you.
Five thousand Fahrenheit mister scorch
My shades protect my pupils from your blaze
But I struggle to see, tussle to gaze.

It’s true, your photons attack my face
You’re brighter than Sirius yes.
But I’m coming for you.
I’m the new source, the new nucleus.

If fire should fade when I show up
Then why should you stay shining?
I must out-burn you
So days would oust nights forever.

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