Our feet have
a finite
amount of space
to walk
like sunlight passing
through monolithic
towers of economic
power

Our small planet
shrinks
minute by minute
day by day

roads, signs, fences,
urban decay

walls, boarders,
wars, governments,
aggression,
& hate

We've lost our ways

limitations of a vast
wilderness we once
roamed
as the wind travels
in the spaces
between

trapped like electricity
in machines
and now we
live in small bubbles
and believe that freedom
means
to isolate ourselves from troubles
beyond
barricades