We need voices large as the ocean
to whisper into the piled tinder
the spark will come
flame leaping from prophetic lips
stolen from self-proclaimed gods.
We need prayers righteous as half babies
alters without sacrifice
hands that help hands
regardless of regard
love as everyone.
We need a supreme seppuku
to circumcise human nature
disembowel its apex predator
leaving an Eden gardener
believing all trees have knowledge.