How can you criticise
when they glorify
the waves, the tide, the moon,
to understand with their bodies
a miracle of the universe
Time, it should be ours to honour.
Life, it should be ours to live.
Nature, it is ours to glorify.
You, with your unrealities,
your money and concrete and anger and death.
your fear and your death
You cannot see, you are dead already
you have never lived.
copyright 1998, Unikorn Stardancer