We were rockets
Meant to fly

We were flamingos
Meant to beautify

We were stars
Meant to gleam

We were waters
Meant to stream

We were daffodils
Meant to ease pain

But then you threw us
Like dust in the rain

From where we
Like pewits wailed.

© 𝔍𝔲𝔪𝔞 𝔖𝔱𝔢𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔫