The plight of the might

The moon  shines bright
in the thick dark night.
The sun burns in daylight 
A star will always light,
But it will have to burn first,
To set the world alight. 
I know my dark nights,
I see my lonely plight, 
But, I will show the world my sight,
A strong  queen on throne is all that will be visible in the light.
The winds are strong, they say,
 I should bow  down, they say,
“If you don’t bend, you will snap” they warn, 
But, I will stand strong as long 
For, that is all I can do
For the bird who housed in me all along. 
My submission to wind's might,
Will be the reason for her plight.
Unfortunately, the show must go on!