it’s a way to live
relationship instead of ambition
the making of cherished memories
no time lived for waste
no life lived for time

it seems we live to avoid a cold shower
or heat, the type the world knew long ago
we do not walk upon glass except by choice

at least not those of us with parents who knew how to love

what is true insanity except harm to yourself
and those you love
but is it so much to reject the rituals of life
rituals intended to save us from living like savages
but instead we play a hand  from the wrong deck

everything you need to know about me is in an envelope
at least everything that proves I was here anyway
the rest of it resides in the memory of those who care
i am alive as long as they are
that is why i love them so much
for it is them who keeps me alive

who would need to travel to know people are the same
or speak ten languages
there is enough pain in my own heart to know
why do we believe the message
when every conversation speaks the opposite?

i wonder if people treat each other the way we judge them
that is why I do not judge my children
for they are not to live as criminals
or inferiors

we take drugs to escape reality
but true reality is like a drug,
when death is easy
and life is cheap
there is no purpose to reason

by the right i have to say such things
what is beauty in the night sky
is only the reflection of what i see in you
for what inanimate object that awaits my eyes
could ever know you like I do?

that’s why i look so hard at the night sky
it knows where you are and guides your light to me