HUMBLING
Humbling oneself seems like such a crucial thing
But it’s hard to get a feel for it
Most of us carry some bag of trash and armor around
And just wanna feel better lighter smarter
More loving and happier in the moment.
When the big storms come, ice and lightning
Lighting up the skull cave, nerves fried
Hands tied and so to-the-max pissed off
What is the best and humble course of action?
I wish I knew! Time passes, we sleep,
Hands forming a little shrine,
Being human on human time
Aggression divided by half and half again
Til the next breath and next step are clear
