Faith

The world is good, I’m sure of it

Yes - I know it bites and it has ugly dog days
There’s too many salesmen on too many porches
vending crapcakes & shitbars out of trenchcoats & backpacks
And too many militia self-appointed as saviors
under flags of crude stitching from the hairs of those beheaded
And too many theories
And too many formulas
I’m giving  X  a zero & negating them all
- don’t even know if that’s valid -
but too much explanation just fucks up the Pretty

 So I’m telling you this now

- The world is just good -
See a smile See a child
Spend a moment joined in laughter
Just simple it all down
Turn off your kitchen light
Tie the trash up in its’ bag
Open every window wide and
Let your house breathe

Feel the winds of Faith rush in.