The Butterfly effect

by Summer B. 11th
Each of us is on a journey.
Cocooned in a
mold made by the world
​we meet.
Wide eyes
open ears
Delicate dandelion
vulnerable to the elements
Hoping to one day
bloom.
Seeking milk and honey
As we struggle to feed
our starving souls.
Burning bountiful forests
to pack our pretentious pockets.
Building off the backs of others
breaking bonds between
our brothers, as sisters are
silenced and sold to satiate broken beings.
We bind ourselves to
blinding fear
Denying our own
Wings.
If only we could
dissolve the film!
that filters our perspective
Emerge into a world
outside of ourselves,
and see we’re interconnected.
One blue rock
that lives and breathes
Formed from stardust
And born by storm
Each beat of wing,
suspended in space
Migration pandemonium
One life
One earth
One race