Ode to the broken crystal.

strengthen the universe.

I want to be so strong that I soon carry all the people who were too weak to carry me,
Yet strong enough to leave me behind.
Or maybe that made them a
coward because they were
weak for me yet strong for themselves.
Some how having enough strength
to carry the universe on their back.
"There's no space for you," they said
as they kick me out of the their galaxy
like I'm a twin of Pluto instead of Earth.
They wanted me to be a piece of
far-from-the-sun rock living in their Milky way ready to be the flamming meteor they
sent to destroy man kind.
But I,
The rock that never made it to Earth,
was too
soft
and bright
and didn't want to waste the
flam inside of me just to leave a dent
in the Earth's Continental Plates.
So they figured I wasn't good enough
for them and their demented universe.