Here, we have an essay, written, in poetry form, translated…
As I’d lifted open the ceiling, a small patch of starry skies fell down, a few twinkling stars became fish without water, bounced around on the floors.
You hurriedly, collected that scattered around night, placed it in the wash basin, and those dying stars, came back, to life once more, and, as you turned off the light switch, they all started, glowing again.
So, something may seem like dying, but, if you give it what it was lacking, and in need of, then, it might well be, “regenerated”, back to life again.
animals in a shelter, waiting, for someone to love, and to take them home, to call them “their own”…photo from online
All the Stars that Got Adopted Had Their Ears Clipped, Like Having that Ticket Punched, Losing a Corner of its, Light
The Stars Were Named, Some Were Called “Lucky”, Some, “Happy”; the Others that Were Abandoned, Thrown, into the Oceans, No More Reasons, for Them, to Glow
How being abandoned hurt, it can turn those, originally bright and shiny stars in the skies, twinkling, to darkness, in almost, an instant…
The Star Loving Groups Advocated, “Do Adopt, Rather, than Catch!”
Those Stars Still in the Halfway Houses, are Fearful of the Dark, Some are Even, More Fearful of Man, Shivered Away, in the Corners of the Nights, Becoming a Universe, All Their, Own.
Like what you would encounter, in an animal shelter, or those, orphanages, with too many lives there, cramped up too tight, bad living conditions, and they all longed, desperately, for a permanent home, with the love, and care they deserved, and yet still, NOT all would have the luck.
and we also have, children in orphanages, waiting for a loving home
You Can’t Help, But Lifted Off that Roof of Yours, and All of a Sudden
You Were, Drowned, in the, Ocean of, Stars. You’d, Become One Too, Turned Your Belly Over, Begging for that Belly-Rub from Your Own, Shadow, and You’d, Fallen, into, the Deep, Dark, Abyss Then
The Stars are Coming on Now, Causing the Night to, Turn into Day, Eating Up, Everybody’s, Dreams
And so, this showed, how the unclaimed children in orphanages, and those unadopted dogs and cats, along with other animals longed for shows of affection from the society, and sometimes, when we see the stories of orphans, or stray animals, we may feel, “oh, how very sad”, but that, was that, we don’t do ANYTHING, to help out, maybe because, we can’t, after all, we can all each, only, take on, so much in our own, separate, lives.