Then let the star be.
You diluted the majesty
that flows from her lips.
…adults, to be kind to themselves, choose disbelief.
Choose not to hear, while children, brave their worst fears.
…the ever present threat that brought me is not over.
I beg to excuse myself, to the bathroom, to check my phone.
We wear slogans of positive energy,
Cloaked around justifiable anxieties.
And whisper quietly,
About the shouting, inside.