You say you are love
“Self-love” I mumble
Your God is your self
And your soul is your God
You’ve fractured, split
Entered schizophrenia
To see the lights of madness
And the flashing visions of prophets
And acid heads
You say you are peace
And go on to talk about warriors
And wars
As you drool
And feel charged
Until the moment you pick up a gun
And find that peace