that we may climb the sky with our legs and wheels and eyes
and reach heights unexpected, viewing all transpiring below.
And let the transpire be borderless, let masks become invisible
As we see and recognize the humanity of all
it is a human-rearrangement, what is proof that Never changes
A needed reset, a reprieve from what was deemed normal
not allowing universal pardon, we will bring all our stories
Telling our truths to sympathetic ears and open hearts
distilling meaning into verses, voting for a poetocrazy
endorsing only what makes us whole, and is healthy
finally retrieving the w we were missing, time to abandon the hole
to live freer and find a way out of the malaise
giving touch back to our skin, voices back to our streets
while boats are wings that drift and glide beneath, never staying still