Unsaid

Why can’t a dying star fall on the cloud’s shoulders 

Be buried in the depths of space’s fortunes

Unlike war victims, can we notice them?

The way about many starving children on earth- 

We don’t care one dirham. 

Can we beautify the dark skies in galaxies 

So later, can it be a roof for the unsheltered kids?

Maybe drink to them the Milky Way galaxy

Because no one provides drinkable water from the Earth’s seas

Would they be familiar with the dark holes?

Like their governments in search of inhaling new wars

Of which treasure do we introduce them more?

The many planets of diamonds, or basic human rights?

It can be even harder to explain-

For the war lost parent’s children. 

Let’s just say their parents are the stars of the sky. 

And the government’s God wants gold of seven skies.