CALL

Hello,
I’m talking to everyone,
Everyone who took part in lighting each star in my sky,
Everyone who took a bow for my Peace’s sake,
Everyone who carried me on their backs while they traversed muddy paths,
And to everyone who shed a tear to make me glare.

I’m not calling to find out your reasons,
Neither I’m I calling to understand why you made your decisions.
Maybe somethings are meant to remain unfolded,
Maybe somethings are meant to go unpolished,
Just so my lights can keep glaring.

I called to tell you I’m happy,
And that I remember you each night your stars glimmer in my body.
I remember how you handled me in my nappies,
And I don’t take any for granted.
I called to say thank you,
For the lights you fixed In my life,
For the dirt you cleared from my paths,
And all the dust you scrape off my crust.
I’m grateful and shall forever remember your deeds,
And maybe someday I’ll give away your stars to your own kids.