.


My dear humanity



What is there

( really )

To talk about

//


in the wild morning

Should a dream appear

A truth about love

A vision of a lover or a saint

We would certainly all run away


••

Lost and alone

Seems normal now

•


Naked and Enchained

//


In the free breath

In the holy wind


We seem to be seeking

A kinder  master who

Won't beat us so bad

As was done yesterday

O

Oh

O


What is there to say

To one who only wants

To be

Left alone in servitude


I see


I see

You so proudly

Show

The world

Your scars and chains