What Can I Say? (Poem)

Kings of the past that never last without You

The good ones

The wicked ones

Or the in-betweens

Battles came

Battles went on

Death, loss, and victory

The common thread?

You

Breathing, and living, and moving, and being

Yet we are so blind to what we are truly seeing

Experiencing

Believing

Talking?

It's You

Praising?

To You

Life?

Because of You

Truth?

All of You

What can I say?

Thank You.