A fantastic poem from Sarah that tells of a strong feeling I didn’t really know I had –until I read this. Enjoy!
What I miss is aliens.
Not aliens, exactly, but the though of aliens –
descending in their shiny spotless spacecraft,
making first contact and humanity responding –
love and peace? Maybe. A realising
that we’re human, all of us together,
that we’re adrift on this blue spacehsip
but we can reach out –
grappling hooks and handshakes –
learn from others, find new ways to live.
I’m missing Captain Kirk.
That clean ideal of boldly going out
into the great unknown,
sharing the best that we can be.
Maybe I miss my own naivety.
Maybe I miss the feeling that we can be better,
that we can all reach out –
all those old cliches, building bridges,
building bigger tables, building love
when all we ever build are walls
and maybe it was never there –
maybe I’m yearning after something that I never had
and never lost.
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