How can I articulate all the things I’ve lost of late?
How do I make myself whole?
How can we anticipate all the shit that lies in wait?
How do we dig out of the hole?
Why do we calculate everything we love and hate?
It’s as if the sum is greater than the…
How do I demonstrate this has all been worth the pain,
when I feel so empty when I am full?
How can we emancipate ourselves from systems we create?
How do we make our lives pure?
How can we eradicate something we refuse to name?
How can so many be so sure?
Why do we facilitate injustices we claim to hate?
How do we sleep when we are the…
How do we illuminate the difference between choice and fate,
that there’s something here that must endure?