We Want

We want what we want,

Embedded deep,

Stitched into our psyches over years,

Generations of lack,

Wandering for epochs over the earth

Ever since we’ve had thumbs

To grasp and hold

To pick up the jaw bone of an ass,

Since we’ve had eyes

To see what looks good in our own eyes,

Since we’ve had mouths to consume,

Since we’ve had hearts to long,

To break in our little fragile chests,

To clothe in armor,

To hold our fear,

Since we’ve had toes

To feel the grass.

So many things we want.

So complicated to even get up

And open our eyes

And start it all up again.