all the dear day long you are
here but hidden

seeming semblance
of forgotten order

turned by political forces into caricature
and demonized until even you yourself belief
in the very nature of your impotency
--

we are the crown of creation!

why are we groveling within the darkest hour possible!?

why does our LOVE songs and stories
seem so immature and lacking any
true sense of vitality?

PLEASE ANSWER!

then, at least
i can tell that you still are here