Light Pollution Obscuring Stars

Light Pollution Obscuring Stars

A vermillion sky of night appears,
Illuminates a feeling of insignificance.
The stars and moon are gone, illusions clear,
Leaving disorientated in a dismal gloom.
An obtrusive light makes stars so translucent,
It’s hard to imagine they were here, indeed.

A liminal view of star-filled space,
Can make one terribly bemoan.
The loss of stars to a misleading light,
Leads one to a false mask of glee.
It’s a masquerade of astronomy,
Now hidden in a dark unknown.

Where once filled with awe, a star-filled sky,
Now replaced with infuriating light.
A once placidly lit moonless night,
Is now overwhelmed by incandescence.
No hemisphere of stars to shine,
Lost in a glare of human design.

A star is vast and apathetic,
So easily left to obliterate.
Its fate fell with an emotionless night,
Powering a mirage of faint light.
But instead, a force of cymbal crash,
Replaced by a glistening man-made flash.

The orb of sun and stars of night,
Away with light pollution’s fight.
Tears to those who cannot see,
Luminescent sky so stunted to be.
The nettles of a man’s easy deed,
A way of life each fate must heed.

An expanding void of ineffable sadness,
Fills a night sky of once impenetrable light.
A radiant energy that casts out the night,