I’ve been living

so long

not knowing when I faded away

Perhaps the deadness we feel

is a failure to get closer,

to unheed the needed call,

to flap away from the center

of the soul’s marrow

are people really this rude?

or have they been

living so long

they can’t hear

their own cries

we die trying to

be something

we’re not-

act so alive

when we’re not-

and most tragically

go on breathing

giving and taking

everything but the

truth…

we don’t need

any revolutions

or political

or scientific

breakthroughs

or any other distraction

We don’t need

any messiahs

proclaimed prophets

or enlightened liars

we only need

to see,

to see one another

to keep on living…