The Sun gives light to all,
And still stays in the dark.
No one thinks of the Sun.
No one thanks the Sun for its time.
Its rise and set in the sky
Has not once failed.
Yet, this feat is not praised.
The Sun could cease to be,
But no one thinks of this.
It gives so much,
But our gifts to it are none.
Dark’s loss to Sun is a great feat,
But it is thought of as a “for sure”.
Its praise has yet to be sung.
When will the light end?
When will the fuel run out?
When will dark be all that is left?
What will be left of the world?
When will the Sun give in?
When will its worth be seen by all?