Does wealth bring joy without masses of poor?
Without so many turned away is heaven still a reward?
Why do we insist on competing with each other?
Every soul is my sister or brother.
I don't have proof, but you know it too......
Can't you hear the voices resonating on the ansibles telling you you're not alone?
We are are unable to tell, we are drips in endless wells, coming together to quench the great thirst.
Like the bacteria and cells that make up our shells oblivious to the bigger picture we help paint.
A masterpiece of cosmic proportions without a brushstroke out of place.