If the ground was your God

Would you bow down forever?

If words made no sound

Would you read every letter?

How much do you care

How much are you aware?

Or do you consider?

Wait right here.

A car will drive by,

Save you from

Your indecision.

Tell you your next

Destination.

But you can walk,

You have legs.

Do you need a demonstration?

And you can think,

You’ve a brain.

(This aint interrogation.)

By the way…

The cars not coming.

It runs on gas

And all you have

Is hoping.