If I call myself Beloved
     I cannot trade my life for trinkets. 
     I must not pursue more than my due.
     I may not treat my body like a dumpster.

If I call the stranger Beloved
     I cannot smash his head with a bat.
     I must remove my hand from his pocket.
     I may not force myself on his wife.

If I call the earth Beloved
     I cannot mine her oceans.
     I must not poison her air.
     I may not abuse her wildlife.
     

Beloved, 
     I become one with the moth on the screen,
     the mouse in its nest, the hawk in 
     the sky.