Smell of gunpowder
And the thrill of
Adding to the night sky
Yes, that's what
The Milky Way was missing!
Little hands grasping
Hungry for light
Greedy for fire
Oh, they're ready to
Burn it all down!
Try telling them to be
Careful with explosives
Yeah, yeah, OK, we know.
They're not stupid, and
Of course they know that's not
Where stars come from,
Dumbass.
Ask the smallest one
Where do they come from, then?
And she'll tell you:
Ashes to ashes, swords into ploughshares! One day, all my worms will turn, and all my snakes will fly. I won't go around stepping on worms and throwing snakes, for I have the patience and the foresight that their time will come and we'll all join them in the night sky. We shall be dragons one day, and our tears, the stars!
Could have just said you don't know, you say.
In the mean time, the older one has lit
Ten of those Dragon-Slayer rockets.
They make a big enough bang
To leave a mark in the sky.
Manifest Destiny, baby!
Oh, and a Happy Chinese New Year, everyone.