When everyone is to blame but me
How can we ever see
What kind of hilarity
We bring to people like me
To instruct us to see
The hilarity
Of being in crisis of never being able to be
Who we thought we could be.
We are never for a moment free
If we cannot see
The hilarity of not being me.
We really are whatever we can see;
That is all there ever is to Be-
Completely free.
We are an introspection of Light;
Make it bright!