Maybe if i keep digging i’ll find gold
or maybe i should just give up,
and do what i’m told
who would be held accountable
for the bloodshed that would water the dirt of our land
God again? the devil again? the outsider?
or the other guy?
i present to the jury last year’s man
or the man in the mirror.
i present to the jury, me
and you, and you and you
and the whole lot of yous
we are slowly and briskly losing what makes us real
what makes us feel
we are trapped in bubbles, in echo chambers
and our order is twisted
nature is coming to visit
and to her left are heaven’s hosts…
and to her right are the hordes of hell…
heaven protect those
who seek to promote love peace and unity
i hope we can come to an understanding.
Little Borrowers 