Justice
What of just us
Just our totality
Free of monsters
And the mist of mystery
Just us
What of the clean mechanism
Of mind, of flesh, of naked us
Creative interesting thoughtful us
Free unashamed humans
Sunlit humane generative us
Give me the straight shot
I weary of muddy Neolithic alienation
Masks of the gods, bloody ashen smirked
Lies upon lies upon lies olden lies
To tie yourself in riddles
The tales of children needing
Star stubbed blankets
The blind clinging fear struck sniveling gods
Away with them
Give me the good green earth and us
Made complete
Free well developed us
Let this be a creed
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