when votes don’t count, and collateral damage becomes a part of the daily news, you scream inside. you wonder why only your religious and cultural affiliations remain the ties that make you sleepless at night, when humanity’s ties alone should make it hard to breathe with the carnage before you.

when your prayers go unanswered and you’ve pushed technology to the limit, but some people remain more equal than others, your insides yearn for someone, something to hear the aching within.
this heart of mine came to me as just a fistful of flesh, but as my fist grew, more than just the flesh grew with it. all this studying, all this working, all this partying. our eyes are open but we are sleeping. there is a soul here that tosses and turns as suicide bombs answer conventional ones that rain from the sky.

one man’s gain is always another’s loss. like energy, it cannot be created or destroyed. but like gravity, the truth remains that which you can never escape without altering your natural surroundings,or more importantly, lying to yourself.

we have done beautiful things. we have espaced gravity for years at a time, yet even the space traveler yearns for the pull of the earth. even the fortunate few like to enjoy the free things in life, for the best things in life are still free. no corporation owns the thing closest to you- your conscience.

when i speak out against shock and awe delivered by the ton, i risk reprisal myself. when i don’t speak out, i risk dementia and anghuish, courtesy of only my own conscience slowly setting in again.

oh lord, wherever you are, hear me now.

i need you.

we need you.

teach us to know and love one another once and for all.