Darkness

There is only one little star in the sky.
As beautiful as it is
It all vanishes.
When the darkened fog creeps around me
Fog no, not fog but smock, smock from guns.
Now I realize that I’m at war.
People are dyeing I can’t take it any more
It’s tearing me apart.
I am wishing for death so
I can see that single shining star once more