Peaches and stars

Why do we treat God like roadkill.
Say what we wait for
Shout what we hate for
Life is a journey blinded by lights.
See beyond the fear.

When I saw my first dead fox I wondered whether it's soul was watching
I'm sure it was
Maybe it still is
Calling, remember me?
Keeping watch over you every 4am shift
It was gifted to this earth
Seeking
Finding
Then one day it couldn't take the brake
That was your job, still is unless its devine