at times we are at odds with others
folks who should know better–
we’re no pushovers for their lame incantations

at times we’re at odds with ourselves
struggling to find an answer
something to set us free

at times we look into the deep misplaced sky–
some place that barely exists
except for our imaginations of things to become

and always we are left to wonder
if there is any true goodness that can save us
when we’re in over our heads with no place else to go