Five masked women who worship the stars
Dance around two of their victims.
Dressed in all black,
Skirts and tops embroidered
With the artwork of the sky.
Devil horns turned down
Around their covered faces.
They chant,
They dance,
They sing
To the stars.
“The stars told us to,”
They scream into the night air.
Delirium strikes them,
Throwing their hands up towards sky,
Praising their all mighty
While their prey lies helpless on the ground,
Covered in dust and blood.
The man who watches behind the camera
Allows his beady eyes
To linger on the scene,
A scene he finds remarkable and splendid.
A tree wallows in the background,
Sullen from the death of two innocents.
Grass wails underneath
The dancing and stomping feet of star followers.
They will not stop until the sun rises,
As night is when they commit
Their rituals and sacrifices.
They are the ones,
Who worship the stars.