The World

This world is patchwork
We try to give it continuity
To the point that we replace it
With a construct
Of our own.
Lying here and looking up
Watching the free mist fall from the grey sky
I realize that this world
Outside of The Organization…
That this world is free
And our lives are not bound
By expectations
Of usefulness and productivity;
That our hearts cannot be bound
Within the construct of a man;
That we are free to choose
and that this choice must never be hidden from us.