We shit
we fuck
we love
we hate
we are all the same
we rise to poetry
we’ve all peed where we shouldn’t have peed
we sink to desperation
we lose ourselves to music
and to anger
we need the sun
we build calendars to the moon
and to emperors
whom we are enslaved to
two thousand years dead
still we look to the stars
we are selfish
we are giving
we need to need
we need to pray
knowing our God
could be anywhere and everywhere
too busy to worry about us today.