There Is

and still the sun screams down
upon this fleetingly sane and wicked monument to mortality
the machine guns of eternity grind out the days
the nights
fate hammers
down its final verdict
upon humanity somewhere as something breathes itself into extinction
the humanity we often never had
and many never will
but still believe in
that there is still
time enough for whatever it is
you have yet to accomplish on your
list of things left to do
that more than likely
will never get done
and only remember
that you are not alone
never were
never will be
no matter who or what you think you are
that within the darkest chambers of the heart
there is the possibility of light
that within the biggest tightest asshole
that leaves the biggest foulest footprint upon the blue blue morning of the globe
there exists something so small and physically imperceptible inside that asshole
with the ability to send that rage tumbling
back into the earth
something renewable
something still with the ability to
unravel government plots
stifle corporate will
unexplain the gods
and cause joy inside this tortured
world of war all the time
there is a flower that can't be stopped
there is laughter that must be heard
there is someone's love song with your eyes inside of it looking out
there is another moment left before the last
before the next
there is still time for love if you so desire
even if you don't
there is
regardless of what you think or feel or don't
there is