You died.
Then you are reborn.
They talk about heaven and hell
But they never tell you about earth.

Heaven didn't want us
Hell didn't want us
So,
They send us to earth.

Sure it's mostly water
Little bit of ground
And a whole lotta people
But no babies

Year 2025
Post worldwide pandemic  
Current Global Tarrif War,
Even the Penguins.

But i met you
You who warms my heart
You who holds my hand in the park
You and me, on earth.

Silly silence
Lack of enthusiasm
Quiet responses
No engagement

- am I hard to love

I hope you can feel it

My burst of energy
I send it to you.

I hope you can feel it

To be desired
To be craved
Lavished
Explored
Smelled
Tasted

Sweet new relationship energy

- Polyamory

White shirt
Meet
Coffee stain
So perfectly placed under my lip
As if there was a leak in the seal.

White shirt
Meet
Spaghetti sauce
Splattered as if your blade hit
Me in the most perfect way

White shirt
Meet
A full face of makeup
On your perfectly bleached collar

White shirt
Meet
White shirts
Do enjoy the perfectly tempered water
As it washes all of the sins placed upon
All of you.

Baby, can't you see me?
See me here waiting
Waiting for you to understand
Understand why I love you
I love you for your humor, your love
You love, your mind - you.

Did you ever think
Think I'm not the only one?
The only one who know you care
Care about love, life, happiness
Happiness that turns into hate
Hate that makes you feel
Feel sad, lonely, unloved, hurt
Hurt, maybe feel some sympathy?

Youre not the only one hurting
Hurting other people isn't okay
Okay yo talk about, but hurting someone
Someone else so you don't feel
Feel so upset about who hurt you
You, babu, know it doesn't have to be this way.

Written by Morgan Zslnka, published  by Pilar Expressions Published in 2012.
2012 I was navigating grade 8 and have continued on adoring the art of poetry since. This poem has had many different meanings over the years.
I do hope it fines you well. I'm excited to explore more communities within the arts.