“By Design”, (c) 2020 by Pamela Schloesser Canepa
You are here by design,
But your every move defines.
You might make a million
Or live in a cardboard box
Eating Ramen with holes in your socks
Maybe you’re stuck to the eternal college life
Or settled down with a home and a wife
You may be untethered and wandering free
You may have chosen to simplify and just be
You’re the life of the party or the one serving drinks
To the guy smiling at you, with a nod and a wink
Because he knows…that we are all trapped on this rotating star
We’re happy or lonesome, but together we are
Tasked with burning or nurturing our Earth.
Tasked to choose either death or rebirth,
To watch the fall of each other
Or to reach out and weather this together.