Fallen Star

Fallen star!

Adored, cherished, appreciated 
held in high esteem; the star.
Adorned, worshiped, pampered 
the pride of Adams ribs.
 Loved, the star she was made to believe she was. 
Served, fed, bred and showed off to the towns.
From the east to the west, 
to and fro,
up and below 
far and near. 
The drums beat to celebrate the star of Adam's ribs. 
Adam the lucky one. 
Celebration, laughter, dancing, glorious moments in a town only those who have been can describe its beauty, warmth and style. 
Adams vile, 
Adams empire, 
Adams star, 
the pride of every woman being; Adams star, 
The pride of every man. 
A true star is borne to brighten Adams world! 

She had no idea how stars were made,
all she knew was, she was his star. 
She did not know how stars came about,
 all she realized was; 
she had become a star over night; 
his star. 
Adams star, 
in Adams world, 
a world of stars. 
Pride and joy filled her heart. 
Pride because she was his star, his pride. 
Joy for she had found joy in him whilst the star she was  had brought him joy as well. 
Adorned with pride, 
the beads she wore were elegant on the skin of her dark shining body. 
Adams beads, 
Adams beads made just for her, 
Adams beauty, 
his star! 

Bragging and hitting his chest 
Adam! Adam! Adam!

Posterity would hear this... 
He had made a star out of her .
When pride begets honour and self sufficiency, 
it's time to strip her of all honour.
 Would a star forget who made her..
 Would the pot forget the potter and would a chicken forget mother hen.. 
Though he beat drums to announce the star He had made her, 
threw a feast to celebrate her,
 He stripped her of all He had made her. 
When she laments, she realizes that a star cannot forget her maker when she hurts. 
She recalls that when Adam makes you a star, 
He can still scar you. 
When he looks at her, 
he hits his chest and forgets the star He had made her.
 Stars can be made out of any one. 
Adam can easily find another star. 
Perhaps she was wrong to have thought he would not. 
Wrong to have believed that stars would never fade. 
Deceived by beauty, 
misled by the star He had made her.
 Lost in a world of fame, glory and vanity.
 Once Adams star,
 the star Adam beat his drums for, 
now a fallen star!