We
the collective us, a
massive collection,
a mob, glut…
7 billion or
so
we are promises
broken;
kept, we are
intent and
achievement, we
are lost while
found, we hold
ourselves
first…
and deny
this fact
a push pull confrontation
down here in the deeply contentious
mud of humanity, we swarm
we think;
the epitome of
shame…but
love
but…
love rises
the
apogee of endeavor, we
die for ideas, for
forward movement
for the safety
of friends family
truth
we fight with
disregard
and always have
knowing
in spite of books
holy texts & tomes
legend & lore
beside our own
beliefs…
we are
all we have
ever
had.