Is There A Cure? Poem by DM W

Is there a cure for the chronic disease
Of images which afflicts us all in
These increasingly hollow and crude
Contemporary times? Are there symbols
Or codes, unblemished by product branding;
Potent with the wisdom of centuries?
O can we still turn to them for guidance? !
For we are trapped in a chaotic world
Of fragmented messages and meanings.
What can be done to stem the tide of these
Superficial times? How to cease the flow?
Now images seem to proliferate
On a global scale; exponentially.
Perhaps, a cure can still be discovered
In the magic and healing power of words
In profound poems: where dreams are woven.