The chaos of the world
Does not disturb your flesh
And this is the secret of life
For the body, there is only now
As your mouth moves
Across my body
As your kisses ease
My soul, the world’s mess
Is out there with bad news
But we are not massacred
We have survived
And in the moment
I’ve written our fate
So that the sun might come close
Beside your body
The future is pregnant
I know the grass will keep
Growing, despite deaths
Injustice will live on
Tyrants will come to power
Children will go unfed
But all I have is you
All I own are these moments
You pass me by, you
Challenge me, I am spoken
To by you and that’s the final
Migration into joy
A flight I can never blame.
Wuji Seshat 
Lovely composition…simply lovely.
That’s kind of you to say John