the individual method

love
is a world greater than us
but is it ever true
every day, every night
a beautiful sunless sky
darkens the bright white sands
is a world full of whys
is it ever going to happen
a miracle from a golden cloud
ten thousand miles above
or forever, is there a forever
an ageless human heart
are we truly free from the earth
or are we stained dirt
is a world greater than the sum of its parts
is a world greater than us

is there something evil hiding within
a shared hatred towards each other
a love only spoken of
will there be an ancient tale of humanity
a once upon a time that is not reality
a happy ending, never happening
a puppet of an arrogant you
so will there ever be true salvation
and then, a realization
a question, mentioned in passing
a trespassing, mutual surpassing
a class without a teacher
and who are you, again

who are you, and who am I
a human, fellow naked aliens
a public offense, until it isn't
a brainwashed freedom, until it isn't
until us, isn't
but the world is still so savory, isn't it
a five-course meal, grounded to dust
why is trust a must, no matter how fake
an enigma of the hidden rules
a right to live, maybe
a sight to believe, unbelievable

is there something to believe in
what is right in this world so wrong
faces of lovers, hearts of killers
a kind of kindness that feels so wrong
where is the love in this world of hate
where is the us in this world of you

when we were young, we believed
in the power of us, in the power of you
a faith untested, a throne uncontested
and a bloodshed in the earthly shed
oh how wrong, how wrong we were
a belief, a trust, unwavering
as earth the lover waved her ring
a goodbye to love, a goodbye to hate
and where is our trust in this land
where is the sign, to where's us

a universe unbecoming
yet our lives have to go on
for a dream of love, hopefully
a gleam of hope, hopefully