I do not need to know your background,
your culture, your language, or your dreams.
I have suffered heart break and separation,
I have failed in academics, I have lost countless dollars.
I’ve climbed to mountaintops then lost my grip.
My life is a book filled with page after page of misguided rage,
A tale of young man seeking independence but knowing
he needs guidance.
We do not need to know each other’s culture or preferences.
I have lived your life. You have lived mine.
That is all I need to know,
to walk amongst tigers and serpents, saints and conmen,
in the dark of midnight or the glow of sunrise,
with not a weapon or bribe.