Star shines and sets off the ground.
People look for what hits that sound.
They’ve found nothing, but the crowd.
Rumor is whispered and enlarged in the town.
You hear me, and I hear you. Why don’t we take things into account?

Media shares the stories.
Readers share their thoughts.
Our acts lack of dots.
With our thoughts, discussion appeals [which side are you?].
Here we think of freedom but stick our ears with iron plates.
Still, we point to the freedom of speech.