A/N: Written for the Mega-Prompts Challenge, writing prompts #037 – write a poem over 20 lines.

The dead eyes of Contractors

The eyes
of those hopeful humans
looking out – towards the sky
are quick to fade away,
become grey

In the backdrop of the new sky:
fake, with stars telling the lives
of those on earth
instead
of outer space

But still some of them look
towards those sparkling lights
with hope:
hope that the real stars
still live, behind that veil.

Even those whose lives
have become tied
to these fake stars in the sky
look up, thinking of the real ones
beyond: the lives
that they had long since lost

And, perhaps,
their eyes are the bleakest,
the greyest,
of them all.