A speaker reflects on pursuing hope, seeing the world as family, and praying in bed to untangle thoughts. The monologue moves between love and an inability to hate, revealing inner conflict and existential yearning.
Still trying to get that great big hill of hope for a destination. I realized quickly when I knew I should that the whole world made up of brother, her, no man, or whatever that means. And so I pray sometimes when I'm lying in bed just to get it out what's in my head. What's going on? And I say, I love you, baby. I can't hate you. What's going on? Jeff Durbin.
