The absolution of gravity

The stars were growing just like her sweet tears.
Gravity- the relevant force pulling them earthbound for years.
Effects of a system lost and forgotten, star-drops leaving a sweet glow on the gears.

Each tear a new center, a focal point to rationalize all fears.
Attempt to break free, this world will leave us. We'll be stuck in headlights like so many deer.
To be stumped and awed, our eyes glazed over while its all made clear.

Become the center, listen close pay attention dear.
Real is the pain felt in ever drop, watch the pattern formed by star filled tears.

The asphalt was laid thick under our feet.
After rain and snow it was ready to be filled with heat.
The smell from the city was a stench like rotting meat.

Between the fear and hate, the madness and the love.
The slow pain was like the sun melting from above.
Before the fires a message came strapped to a dove.

They wouldn't listen to letter, not a word could I say.
Mean visions changed the course of the day.
Nothing was left, there wasn't even time to pray.

Toward the future our feet had long before begun to walk
The asphalt was not a topic welcome in our talk.
Absolution is a concept similar to a baby being carried by a stalk.

Of the many things I've seen and heard.
Our existence is an overrated phenomenon, much is to be earned
Reality leaves us little time for all the things that must be learned

{T}