I Believe 2 Poem by DM W

I believe in the belittled and the benumbed:
Gazing like dumb beasts in the wounded night: .
Not knowing or caring where they are going.
For they know only refusal and constant flight.
I believe in chaos that gives birth to stars.
I believe that God resides in the mad;
And that the pious are way off the mark.
I don't believe in the sermons of the rich
And the wretched rhetoric of elites.
I believe that Love abides in a diaspora of dust