Gap
We no longer wade through murky holes
We no longer live in fear of weather
Of succumbing to the elements we do not question.
Why, then, do we still kill out of love: unchecked desire for a mate.
Why, then, do we still fear the unknown: the desire to hate.
Why, then, do we still have the desire to lock ourselves in our closets
Feast upon the bread taken from across continents
And blame them?
It who demands Women to be mothers
And Men to slowly die from fighting others
Unconditionally
Instead of bettering.
Now unpurposed in our flood of saturated
People
Millions of years have created these roles.
Millions numbed by labor
Millions snuffed by the lack.
Biology has failed us:
Self-Preservation has failed us:
Greed has failed us.
The world cannot solely live by seizure
Lives within our own crosshairs.
Overcoming our past generations
Overcoming our millennia of selves
May just free the dirt from our backs
So we can stand up
And bury the Gap.
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