I am not alone,
I am but one
Of close-knit family
Made up of brilliant souls,
White and light
Nothing but joy
Harmless and beautiful
Why are we crushed?
Left bleeding silver silk,
Left crying crystals.
But our bodies heal
While these souls,
Orbs of innocence and purity,
Never do.
We are but children
On this old, old earth,
The ever-loving, ever-turning parent,
For no time at all.
So why spoil it
With ugliness,
Lies, hurt, blood,
Wounds that are seen and
Wounds that are not.
I am not alone
And neither are you.
We are family,
We are one,
And I love you all.