I am not so naïve as to think,
my small bit in continuing a living community
does not come across as equality…
I am not so sure what to think,
when a special touch may not be freed,
I wonder, about that equality,
but I am not so naïve…

I am not so smart as to think,
my fragility will not be exposed,
I could be you…I really am, combined
with the other yous, we are the same,
I am not so sure what to think,
when a world is so insecurely chinked,
I wonder, about sincerity,
but I am not so naïve…

I am not so blind as to think,
my resistance is purely my own design,
I am you…why do you question me like
I am not like you? We are the same.
I am now sure what to think,
we are the world, forever bedevil-linked,
I wonder, about humanity,
but I am not so naïve…

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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