Can there be an explanation for everything?
A basic reason why that is
Our trumpeting truth with which
Knocks away the dusty deniers
Ridiculous liars
And the ugly clowns that come with them?
Can there be just coincidence?
A meeting of minds that contains
The combination of elements creating what is
Our awareness, but not our truth
Our ability to look back, but not within
Our incessant need to explain, but not understand
Our fervor for correction, but not acceptance.
Will there be us?
Just being us?
Or will we be too busy being them?
Effie Graves 