Separate the hand from the rocks For too long, and up it comes The charge of static The small bolt of lightning that shocks And elicits an automatic cry. Its erratic intensity: a measure Of distance and time that's come between, Far apart - isolated from contact. It will ground you, take you back To zero And bring you down to earth.
On your own - no change marked Imperceptible charge grows, Ions negative and unbidden, Your remove from society deepens; Your relation and bond to others weakens, Until contact becomes a danger TO ALL PARTIES. No - from time to time touch base, Family, funny friend, ground, You must earth the Soul.