The Stars Are Dead

By gk gaius,

Published on Dec 17, 2023   —   1 min read

Photo by Joshua Woroniecki / Unsplash


by David from the Stars are dead fiction piece

It’s a wonderful Sunday, and I am excited for the week that is upon my soul. Christmas is near and shopping I’ll finally get to. Phew. I hope you’re doing well, enjoying the last days of 2023. Before we read the poem, I want to say thank you for a great 2023! It has been a great year writing and I know there’ll be more awesomeness our way in 2024 by God’s grace. There’ll be one more piece out this year and that’ll be a wrap for me. Before that, I do want to let you know that if you haven’t subscribed, here’s your chance to. It’s free with an optional to pay if your heart allows.


Luna eclipse during nighttime
Photo by Josh Kahen on Unsplash

The stars sure are gone tonight
look at the sky and you'll
see that it isn't right.

Right, still light out
But the stars that shine
Sure are gone tonight.

It’s not right so,
I explored the hearts
Of men, lights
Gone from their soul
Surely this isn’t right

The stars sure are gone tonight
We, They, You, killed them all
To seek brighter lights
That deceived us and blinded us

The stars sure are gone tonight
Bright lights surround us,
Where must we go
But where our hearts echo.

We killed them all,
Maybe someday we’ll
Understand that that wasn’t

Thank you for reading! To understand the context, you can read THE STARS ARE DEAD.

Till Next Time,
Deo Volente

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