You choose

How is it that humanity can be either
Either a virus eating into the plant or
A loving gardener caressing the environment
How is it?
Given all the gifts the knowledge the will the ability the wisdom
We fester in the garbage dump we built
We choose each day to look out or inside
We choose if we rest or toil 
We choose to see the truth or hide it in reality
How is it?
That we choose
Win or lose
It matters not about the you or I only the us the we
The truest note alone is so beautiful
But the chorus of imperfect overwhelms it with power and majesty
So why do I spend so much of my time alone?
Or with by small cadre 
I hide to be safe to survive to regret the inaction in the hope of salvation
I type words you might someday find
I create naught but the blurred vision of juxtipostion
The thoughts of contrast 
I love with a heart overflowing but can not stand out in the open
And shout the truth I have inside, the vision I found in the past the dreams I see in the future
The hope and the confidence I know are real but I fear
I see darkness and tragedy but profess to be a candle
Come in inside so that we can talk and listen to the world sing
Drink in the warm of the sun of knowledge and truth
How is it?
That we choose
How it is how and why and when and where and 
I don't know but would like to hear you and share the time we share
And enjoy the time of our lives
And the lives of our time
And our time lives in us 
Now and forever just this side of never
Help me free my soul from the web of self
Of doubt of pain of fear of everything and nothing
Share a piece of peace
just a moment of justice
and a word of silence