Have a Relief

Give me those Old-Time reliefs
alleged into release.
Enhanced into babies born alive
so that causes could survive.
Alive from past to future
so that can thrive.
A line from past to future
Nothing but a trust.
Even claws have a cause,
But nothing has no laws.
Therefore, put up with this:
No no place is everywhere.
I know if truth be told.
It’s not the young or old.
It’s wild beyond belief.
Sort of an astonishment
on a rise with the horizon
in a cloud of not knowing.
See it cuz you can’t see me
and be remarkably humble