A good man
Of godliness, not god fearing,
But All loving
Is full of understanding

Empty hands with all the world to hold...

A good individual
Is open minded
But not ignorant
Like those who look to save
Their own peace of mind
By saving us unfortunates
By speaking for sublime...

A decent person
Has smarts whether street or book
Collegiate or crook
A survivor does not prey

And a good man
A man of godliness
Owns and knows himself
No guns
Nor hatred
Respects Life
Even now when the fittest
And newest to this breadth
Keep
Mindful
Considerate
Still unconditionally
Sacrificing self
For all
Thee

Because that’s what it means
To cherish creation
Even now
When we are howling
And snarling
Gnashing and snapping
With the bare light of the moon

Even we are turned into rats
Running mazes
Piper’d over the cliff
It’s something else
What darkness does
Our eyes must open
If nothing else see
Yourself
More than just being
Human
All dreams A man
We’re— breathing—fire
Yet
Healing
water...
Of Life
(Les Miserables)

We are more
We are meaning
not just
Words
We are energy in form
In this darkness
Beasts of ****** are
Heavy, down on all fours
(No good on dance floors)

Such Animals
Our own husks
Are left to feed the earth

These burdens
We will alight
When we give reason
          A crown
Truth
Becoming
A weapon to cage
A law to enrage
Our very song

A good man
Makes right
Of life
All wrongs
No sides in a circle...