“For all these stars,
nothing is new.
They’ve seen all kinds of wars
and miracles, too.
They know the messengers with their holy books
will smile and wash their hands in blood.
They know the politicians with their good looks
will make the poor eat pies of mud.
They’ve seen the Earth freeze
and then burn with greed.
They’ve seen the trees
and the seas emptied.
Yet, you won’t hear their sneers
when a man arrives
and, having experienced a number of years,
proclaims: 'I have lived!'
Because nothing is new under these stars:
the lies, the love, the memories and scars,
the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true,
the families, the friends, none of it is new.
All of it—even the me and you.”
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