You can’t have everything
Really you can have nothing
There is no ownership
There is no thing to be owned
There is no owner
There is only this time we have
Together on this blue marble
There are no rules
Other than life’s demands
And the common sense
Of shared experience
Over eons that makes this
Moment possible
Mansions with security fences
Are not secure
Possessions guarded
Are not possessed
Boundaries drawn in the dirt
Do not exist
This is the curse of the big brain
And the opposable thumb
A manifestation of
I, me, mine
A hallucination caused by
The chemicals in the meat sack
We carry between our shoulders
Separates me from it
There is only it
Which is my only me