To Prevent War

To Prevent War

There’s a certain
dissonance
in the story
in the sky.
Patterns would
find Orion
eliminating ego
covers up the
other dots.

The stars are deranged,
trying to take myself
out of them.
They quietly have
their orgy, just
the same as me
considering
what happens
in my bad mind.

Reaching in
their distance,
I find them screaming
in their defiance of
infinities.
Defined only to cure  
animosity.

I am
omnipotence.
Look up,
know what that means.
The stars always
have that audacity