Here I am
years on
months at least
the world asks to be seen
this is our job oh human
see
this world your eyes keened to take it all in
yet trained on a rectangle two feet from your opticals
illusion at best
woman in chains
man what have you got
take the key feel what is deep in your heart
what time can heal
move
take in the expanse that is somebody somewhere trying to breathe
this world gone crazy
not the soil the plants again bursting the sun again shining
the man the woman the child in chains
gone crazy
so free her