If Only I Could... Poem by DM W

If only I could
communicate directly
with forms of higher
consciousness from another
planet perhaps, then
I wouldn't feel so alone.
Down here, it is hell.
War continues without end.
Welfare systems are
broken and not fit for purpose.
Dichotomies persist
and people become entrenched
in their rigid ways.
Some go round and round
like forgetful goldfish in
a bowl. They never
learn anything and keep on
making the same old
mistakes. O stop the world
now please, I want to get off!