The Result of the Unhealthy Night Sky

Among the human abodes

the skin of the sky is yellowed

and there are no stars to be seen,

so the urban moths chasing their dreams

don’t bother strengthening their wings

and sink down to the stucco houses below.

.

They flit and flutter

by porch lights

and look in windows;

hitting the glass

and congregating by the electricity.

.

The big humans

see them like little leeching pests,

ugly things marring the “calm”

and brightness

of the electricity.

So they place the

zapping light outside,

among the good warm lights.

.

Moth after moth

trying to reach the brightest of the bright

is attracted to the palest blue

and zapped out of eternity.

.

If only they could have known the stars,

a healthy midnight blue sky,

had that stellar light

imprinted on their souls

and had the strength to reach the sky.

I used the prompt from Magpie Tales, not my art

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