The Word Human

Language gave me the word humans

To speak of what we are

The map showed me foreign lands

To show me the near and the far

You showed me the corners of my heart

Where the secrets of me do dwell

Guiding your hands with my eyes closed

And my heart and cock did swell

Human is not just a word

But an idea in the wind

That was quietly born

In our redemption and sin

I’ll stand and face you in the flesh

We’ll find our map through the words

We’ll find the way we know best

To make our passion and fear be heard

By the things we don’t understand

That which we can’t articulate

So my sweet love take my hand

And we will face all the cosmos love or hate

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013

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