To make peace with this imperfect world—
all its bumps, blemishes, freckles & scars.
To walk a truer, more fearless path
through its battlefields
of politics, lunatics,
racial wars & discriminations.
To reduce anger’s brain wattage,
dazzle dizzyingly through nuzzlelick wonder.
To witness bullets birth tender kisses.
To text message the divine,
have it reply with a smiley face.
To dance cheek-to-cheek with serenity,
while society’s mosh pit
gyres madness & mayhem.
To take this world
by the scruff of its neck,
shake it till its fully alive