A human experience

millions of moments collide
tiny explosions creating a life
breathing thoughts and feelings
from subconscious valleys — into conscious actions and reactions
exhilarating and devastating indiscriminately
menacing years after years of bloodshed and tears
what is the medicine for trauma?
is recognition enough?

looking familiar demons straight in the face
such a wicked game, we engage and disengage
losing human touch in this human race
we are ripples bending through space
and what we know as time beyond this place
I guard my intuition, my instinctive grace
but sometimes — the body craves sexual healing
a restless energy writhes through the bloodstream
fuelling an insatiable appetite
to get it on night after day whether it’s wrong or right,

the heart soft and full of magic — seeks love
under rocks and other hard places the external willingly provides
yet time and again we will find
love already resides and hides in plain sight inside that soft place,

the soul is desperate to align with peace
day and night, this need is too recklessly sabotaged and set aside
by the pressure on the pockets need to be filled and lined
with gold and silver and man-made paper cash
capitalism seeks absolute power to oppress — unabashed
managing heartlessly to apply a hefty death tax

liberation is key
revolutionary after revolutionary have perished fighting for our free
at last, it’s never too soon for all the changes we must go through
power to the people is a poetic justice, a long song — a long time coming

I am a life
the laughter and the rage, a daydream and a nightmare
I am here
having a human experience
seasoned with the power and resilience — of melanin
and stardust and the light and the dark side of the Moon