Separate joins birth with the universe,
It's origin is still the unknown.
It's a word simply of difference,
The spaces in-between everything else.
The Separate starts wars and punches you,
yes it can be very unkind.
Yet The Separate can replenish and nourish you,
quench any thirst that you might find.
The Separate starts new life,
though it takes with it so many.
Still The Separate must be respected
and even detested.
The Separate is ugly and lonely,
beautiful and connected.
We are Separate,
every one and all.
No spot is the same.
Nobody's to blame.
Innocent.
Ignored.
The Separate roars.