Life Out There? Poem by Phil Soar

If there is really life out in the universe
Looking down on earth could be a treat
Watching people living their existence
And hoping that their world and ours don't meet

The many things we do that we think normal
To Aliens from outer space are strange
Like sitting on the toilet with the paper
Or getting drunk until we look deranged

Could we be on the brink of something special?
Is someone out there going to get in touch?
I doubt they'd contemplate a shared existence
Or would that new experience be too much?