Unifinity-vid

I see constellations

in blind frustration

warriors made

out of the good red clay

stomping on tomorrow’s yield

with injuries from yesterday

firing in the kiln-

manmade artifice

no new newspaper mills-

the thirst for kill

that you-or-me thrill

so pull the water out the well

heaving hard on hope

quench ourselves from fire

because today we could just find

an oasis or a mire

dissolving in solutions-

when the problems loom so large

so close, so loud, deafening- shards

when we already have selective hearing

and our ear drums are dead to

music

then music takes its turn

moving the ocean of mood

please

Turn

It

Down

A

Little (a lot)

w omb sounds begin

a rtistic creation

v olume just so to remind us of

e xistatic

s ilence

now we (I, U, Me, Them, Us- the theme is unity)

We can either

arrive at heaven’s gate

at the rate of fate

Or eat what we have planted-

fruition on our plate

Add in all the flavors

that repelled us oh so much

bitter, sour, sweet

pungent, umami

spicy

Stomach every poison

Our tongues have let speak

Subdue our gazes

Learn from our neighbors

freedom of immigration and customs

respect for difference

especially what is individual

never to exclude the ones longing

for basic belonging-

(who isn’t?)

No One knows the uncharted way

of this united vision

Though we all are rays

In the Sun’s Vision

This mirror world we live in

pointing at each other

Criticisms and all the isms

bouncing back onto ourselves

compounding each and every hatred

and each and every joy

each and every kind act we deploy

each and every dream we pass on to another

each and every apology to our mothers

each and every insult we bomb onto the weak

Each and every cruelty we attach to when we think

Each and every disrespect to a people or a person

Each and every movement to a better version

Of Me, I, us (once I meet with U), WE (once them/us does not divide us any further thus)

This is my hope, that we stay dissolved in the solutions, that the water brigade may meet every fire brigade, and that the fire brigade will only be the water brigade, in reality. For accidents may happen, but I am responsible for me. I am responsible for my part in us. Us and Them are responsible for becoming WE. It maybe what it is, but We are who we are; We are what we think, feel, say, do, together, and for the silence that we will return to, the shadow of the light, the emptiness inside us, the beauty burning bright.