Talk to strangers! When family fails and friends lead you astray.
When Buddha laughs and Jesus weeps and turns out God is gay.
‘Cause angels and messiahs, love, can come in many forms.
In the hallways of your projects or the fat girl in your dorm.
And when you finally take the time to see what they’re about,
Perhaps you find them lonely, or their wisdom trips you out.
Maybe you’ll find when cycles end, you’re back where you began.
But come this time around, you’ll have someone to hold your hand.
Who prays for you, who’s there for you, who sends you love and light.
Exposes you to parts of you that you once tried to fight.
And come this time around, you’ll choose to walk a different path.
You’ll embrace what you turned away and cry at what you laughed.
‘Cause that’s the only way we’re gonna make it through this storm,
Where ignorance is common sense and senselessness the norm.
– Saul Williams