How Paths Cross
The commonality that binds humanity
Within this life and all that it entails,
Is experiencing the elements we share
Born and bred, then ignoring details.
Neurotically fearing our end
When not feeling much a part of the whole.
Molecularly we’re practically the same
Important parts of what destinies hold.
Proudly denying our interdependence
Pretending we are not one mind.
In our capitalist economic death sentence,
Entombed in debt temple shrines.
Away from innate to blind performance,
We no longer see how paths cross.
Electing leaders for guidance
Who themselves are lost.
From the moment of conception
Till we transcend this continuum,
All are blessed since our inception
To balance this life-cycle’s equilibrium.
Ria – circa 2000