This is easy.
We, have it easy.
What you take breaks at the seem.
We have it easy not from what we keep.
How little it must feel to stay rich and
how we thought not caring
meant ungiving
but for no reason really. We wanted
“We don’t care” We wanted
Everything under our palm
an endless sun we wanted
everyone else to be alright
so our finger’s would not twitch
at the thought, just the thought
of a single lift.