Could you love me, really, as a person you see,
a pedestrian, a passenger, patron..
not as your brother, son…,
not because I am somehow related to you,
or because I am your teammate, a member of your hood...,
but because
we all are related to each other,
but
because I am a person,
a soul,
because we all
are souls
because we all
are a soul?
