There always are
Those big questions
Looming like giants
In the room
Spoiling our food
And tainting our water
Spreading
A pervading sense of gloom
For we’ve set
Our boundaries
And our limits
Of who we are
And what we’re not
And woe to those
Who cross those markers
For which generations
Of souls have fought
And so we live
As parallel beings
Crying, loving
In different worlds
Content
Until we look behind us
And catch a glimpse
Of truth
Unfurled