Walking through memories on paper
like an abandoned town
Smiles advertise misleading claims to be better, stronger, more durable
While a single bus rushes by
Carrying self-conscious chatter
To rigid exercises in rote memorization
Of dehumanizing data sets and the ways society wants us to be.
Overgrown fingers of weeds scratch my thighs with eager immaturity
That doesn’t know how to appreciate the garden it invades.
I stand amongst them
Gazing at the temple built on a foundation
Of uncertain promise and assumptions
About a future that breathes ragged, tearful gasps
as an infant left unattended:
Crying out for nurture,
For instinct to return to Humanity and raise it
To see the beauty in painful moments
To love against fearful moments.