It is human

It is human

To have intention

Carry a notion

Of another mind

The fallout following

The impact of one

Atom hitting another

How catastrophic

A chain reaction can be

Nobody circles

In isolation

There is mutuality

Of rotation

As worlds collide

When the cupboard

Door is closed

Nobody waits on the inside

For permission

To lead a life

Not even a bank manager

Old jokes

Often euphemistic

Carry a weight

Of sadness

Too often the laugh

Is worth less

Than the trouble

It leaves behind

We are constellations

Held in place

By our connections

A gravitational field

Of unseen proportions

Ignorance of our

Reliance

One upon the other

The delicacy

Of balance

The meaning

Of collective responsibility

For the promotion

Of an idea

Is as spurious

As individuality

When we can only exist

In cohabitation

Interconnected

In a harmony

Of relationships

One within another

E=me2.