moon dust in your lungs
stars in your eyes
you are a child of the cosmos;
ruler of the skies

Dark rivers run between society and I
slicing a **** where these words bled fourth
like this since animals touched animals
hypocrites are we
for we forget the past
     but keep it in our hearts
to teach our children
the way to start

Wrong, but so wrong are we
let us pass the past
to society
(wrong, but so wrong are we)

Let us not look to something new
Let us look to something old

Forget how to be human
Forget how to evolve

maybe
one day
we will
meet again

bumping
carts
at the
grocery store

or
walking
the dog
in the
park.

maybe
one day
we will be
okay
again,

hopefully.