Spiritual Poems

Family

It's true I look down upon you,

Hepers,

But in a way I admire you too.

You have a social networking system,

Made all on your own.

You live in groups, in packs,

With a Mother, Father,

Daughter, Son.

And call it a Family.

Maybe there's something,

Something

Something inside your minds

That isn't corrupted by a need for power.

I admire that part of you, Hepers.

Family.

You're on to something, Hepers.