When will we say enough is more than enough?
Will it be before our world, we cry, “time out?”
Might we be told, exit the stage, leave our stuff?
Never convinced we saw what our play’s about?
Where have we gone wrong in the deeps of time?
Perhaps, a wrong person took a rock in the head,
Or something else meant to crawl from the slime.
I know I can only shrug, with my arms outspread.
If this is how we should be, I’m totally confused.
Do we exist at a capricious deity’s base pleasure?
All of our buttons, bows, stays to then be reused,
a crappy, cosmic show to turn trash into treasure.
If anyone learns the answers, I doubt it’ll be me,
Though, I don’t know enough to claim I am sure.
More in heaven and on earth, than in my biology.
I hope one day the cancer we are will find a cure.
Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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