The horoscope

How can you shine so bright like this
you twinkling twinkling white little dot.

Up so high in darkest of nights,
shining up on the horrors of men,
when sky turn red with toxic lights,
all your friends are hiding in dark,
but you stand here bright as truth.
Ever so bold and fearless a watcher
yet so helpless in the highest skies.
Twinkle twinkle from your land, in to
the horrific dreams of a child; watch
all you could but that's all you did,
you should have hidden with your friends.
A child so pure she reflects goodness
blessed by your shining blissful face, read wrong by the men old and wise.
You might be smiling but they mistook
book of fate was written by them,
all her life was wrote in it,
all her dreams are burnt in it.

How can you shine so bright like this
you twinkling twinkling white little dot.