Dear Universe
How do you pick
Who’s stars you align?
Is there a waiting room
Or a raffle
Or is it purely favoritism?

How do you choose
Who’s life will go completely right?
Who will receive their every hope and desire?
Who will feel the swell of love in their chest
Or the ache of a smile on their face
Or the self pride of achieving their accomplishments?

How do you choose
Who will have the earth, and the moon, and the sun
Situate themselves just right
So that they don’t feel the burden of shame
Or loneliness in their heart
Or the sorrow in their eyes?

Dear Universe
How do you choose who’s stars will align,
Who’s life will go completely right,
And who will have the earth, and the moon, and the sun
Situate themselves just right?
How do you choose all of these celestial destinies?
And when will they be mine?