Teacher re-writes the poem:

UNANSWERED QUESTIONS

Out in space
Beyond the sight of Man
They patiently wait to be kissed.

They wait
Slow burning H-Bombs dot heaven

Light becons of tourists
who move silently from
place to place

Bright gods burn bright

I watch you as I walk out in the cold
your colors keep me company as the miles go on

We watch you and make laws about you
then
(seemingly out of spite)
you break our law and show us more
of infinite solitude

You are things that make our planet grow

You are important

Then why do we give you insignificant names like stars?