I believe in the sound of raindrops
applauding humanities imperfections
on tin roofs
while simultaneously washing them away.

I believe in the bellow of thunder
like the beckon of temptation
and the satisfaction of giving in.

That  I don't need forgiveness for sin
I don't regret committing
and those sitting in polyester pews
mindlessly reciting don't's and do's
only feel regret because their preacher
tells them to.

I believe in you,
and me,
and the galaxy we created,
or the realities we imitated,
at the very least.

That no great beast
lives inside me
and that no great being
cares.

I believe in long-haired lullabies,
hidden desires in perfect disguise,
in loose little lies
flying free from loose little lips

In magic singeing fingertips
playing songs
on nervous skin,
tracing directions to where our homes have been

I believe the walls are caving in
and our generation is not to blame,
we were given a broken toy
and asked to play,
Inheriting debts in a broken ballet

I believe that either way,
we will not be stopped
by crooked cops with too
much power,
raining gun-fire like a
meteor shower,
or by faithless politicians,
lies like ammunition,
vanishing voices,
like deep pocketed magicians

But I believe that it's not as bad as it seems.
I believe in that goodness, innate
that our children our taught to hate
but don't need to learn to love.

I believe in love.

I believe in love.

I believe in love.