humanize me

humanize me

so that i too can spend

my life worrying over

the pursuit green paper.

humanize me

so that i too can fight

battles over borders

not even visible in air.

humanize me

so that i too can know

fellows are only human

when they are not my enemy.

humanize me

so that i too can see

myself as another

who is just a better copy of me.

humanize me

so that i too shall know

of happiness pursued

but never attained…

it is real

it is real
it happens

yet there seems to be no place for it
when there are so many other tangible, physical, material things to be had.

there is no room for something that takes up no such space
do not search for it, it is not lost, just waiting to be found.

when word cannot define it but waits for the claim to label it
what need do we have of something that could be anything?

i cannot prove you have it,
i have to take your word for it
the same word that cannot define
what it is you and i cannot see
but what we feel…