The Humans
They stomp
Into the water
With their dogs
And their big feet
Yakking
There are big ripples
And I can no longer hear the waterfall
They stomp
Down the path
Leaving dog shit
Spray paint
Thundering bass
They have no life in their limp swinging arms
They have no tenderness in their tense backs
They are hiding behind heir sunglassed eyes and gum
They are cowering in the hollow of their carefully muscled chests
They have no goodness in their eyes
They have no wisdom in their jaws
Didn’t they see me sitting here quietly?
playing with puddles of sunlight
The dragon fly
The white petals.
Can’t they see God’s eye in the clouds?
Do they not smell
the fresh rain?
Need I say more!?
I could almost hate them! The humans!
Just then,
One turns to me. Exquisite!
I feel such immense love
My body quivers
with understanding
Perfect understanding:
I am one!
Oh beautiful chaotic thing!
I am too! Fleshy ape banging pots and pans throwing fists
Through the upside down world
Driven, manipulated by impossibly complex
unseen forces!
All
the tides of history
Pounding on the shores of memory
I did not learn
But was forced to take
the false stories
Forged into textbooks
By white men
I didn’t want it! I didn’t want it!
Subjugating dominating owning vying for power
Ripping apart perfection
Pulverizing it like dust underfoot
Oh so innocently! Oh so ignorantly! Oh it is hard so hard to grasp!
I can feel it there, at the edges of my mind… Perfection!
She was always here
And we talked over her
Yakking loudly
We are doing it
Right now.