iGo

I go, I go, I go

Here I am in your land, 

but you'll never see me nor hear me. 

I mold into your people.  

It's unfair the ways I've learned to be

as a ghost amongst your every breath.

I'm under your nose but you cannot sniff me out.

You do not open your nostrils.  

I'm here, I can scream, but you refuse to hear.  

Open your ears, that you can hear.  

I fill your streets and want to be seen, 

I want to be heard, why does none pay attention to me!  

As zombies you walk and talk, 

you cannot figure it out.  

Finally you hear me as a whisper in your ear, 

you figured it out!  

Now if you would only slow down, 

raise your head and breathe this wonderful air you were given.  

Slowly open your eyes and see me.  

Here I am.  

Your hands, your arms, your legs,

did we not create?  

Every breath you take did we not give?

I am here, among all of you, but you do not see nor hear.  

I love you.  

I miss you.  

Where have you gone?  

I want to spoil you, to help you, to show you life.  

Here I am.