There is No Injustice

There is no injustice

There is often the extreme nearsightedness

of selfish intent

for as long as i stand here
and you stand there


the appearance of difference
is the God divided


and worshiped from a bloody altar
that man has built to his own dark needs


everything moves
toward a unity
gone missing


time and time again


until pain has brought forth the blossom
of loves symmetry
but
there is no injustice anywhere
there are no innocent bystanders
there are no accidents
and being sorry doesn't help

maybe...
its not your fault
it may not even be wrong

who knows...?


whose view is vast enough
that passing time does not soon compromise
their line of sight?
who sees well enough


to leave well enough
alone?

beautiful bubbles break inside the oceans foam
the water leaks into the sand
then swims away unseen


the wind stirs the leaves
the grass grows
the bees make honey
the fish laugh beneath the surface
and the horses gallop forever beneath the waves
that will never free them

it is only longing
and there is no injustice anywhere

clouds float by like dreams in a peaceful sleep
and the sky is blue
and the sun is brimming with life
and the moon is pregnant with form


and the coyote howls
and the eagle screams
and longing and hunger will never end


desire is the agent of Gods will


and there is no injustice anywhere


the light changes
and gridlock comes
and the car horns honk in Hells unfinished symphony


where the smoke from hidden fires
rises from the manholes and grates
as Jesus blows on his hands in a broken stairwell


with Bethlehem two thousand years away


its going to be a long night


but there is no injustice anywhere


the heat blisters the streets in these cities of wanting
the mad fire dance
the insane dervish in a suit


it fries the palate
all sense of taste is gone


it burns the bowels


and turns the earth an alkaline white
devoid of life


here in the pushing crowd
where loneliness is king
where no one makes love
but are only ashamed


and cannot speak


eyes do not meet


the money changes hands
but never the heart
nor the mind


a place
is what takes place


if you want something else
then go somewhere else
love will only be a problem for you here


It is incredible
and it is insane
it will not get better
it is supposed to be this way


a million years ahead
or a million years behind
t’was ever thus
the city is the same


the drama does not change
the cataclysm comes
and the fiery rain
vaporizes the stage
so that it might all begin again


and there is no injustice anywhere.

Patrick Willis narrates:

There is No Injustice