It is an existential certitude
Despair will not sustain us
Joy lurks in some corner
Fails to accept dour predictions
Marred with misdemeanors
Strewn across the effort
To figure out what maturity
Was supposed to be
Where it might be found
Appear without subtlety
Direct and indispensable
Unlike traffic signals so often
Ignored by crowds of cars
In dense city centers
With everyone busily
On their way to something
Desperately important