Meditation

If the universe is my body
and I am everyone
as the wise have told me many a time
then I am and have been the killer
the rapist, the litterbug,
the copywriter selling air, the newsreader,
with their disassociated smile,
the fraudster, the hit and run driver,
the Nazi, the terrorist
and I am the aid worker, the rescuer, the
faithful mother and provider,
the volunteer, the midwife, the
responsible, the hero, the
initiator, the creator, the one who does the dishes
even tho their feet is sore,
til everything cancels itself out
and then what remains?