Hurdles of antagonizing sound
brave souls will turn and come back around
i’m alive and i’m here and no longer earthbound
i found
no more endless turmoil to harden my grave
after ages of despair restricting flowers of growing from my embrace
harness a beetle from his sacred space
tell him to be him
and they will be them
even though they will see him
how they see the broken glass
that they deliberately crushed
until the solid pieces had turned into dust
until the drinkable water sinks into the crust
until the egos of mankind seem to combust
and until the insect is haunted by his own lack of trust