With Isolation of perspective,
Comes a disconnection.
A dissection of one from what is,
That creates a new universe.
A system solar of multiple rocks
Millions of thoughts
Multiple people
That fire nukes
Through beliefs of what is and what is not,
Comes a disconnection.
A system solar of multiple rocks,
Whose silence stirs disturbancy
And turbulency of assumption,
No planets but one has life; strife
And that planet is yours:mine:Ours:
So, we nuked mars,
We nuked venus.
We nuked saturn,
We nuked the falsehoods.
To bring home our own,
Just to see our home was others’ too,
This is me,
This is you.
This is them,
This is us.
This is what is right,
And what is not.
This is black and white,
Yes and no.
Red and blue,
Stop and go.