Look at the sun
And wonder if
There’s something else
Something more.
Something more than life back on our planet,
Damnit,
Because we’re all so small,
Nothing at all,
In our universe,
That’s our curse,
To be the only people,
Staring from the steeple,
Into the sun.
Wondering if there’s something more
Than the Right and the Left
Wondering who will be right and who will be left
Wondering if there’s something more
Something more than pizzagate
And building walls
And fools following fools,
The blind following the deaf
Pay no mind
Pay no breath
As they protest
The mess they create through hate.
As we’re willing
For the killing to stop
But let me tell you straight
There’s no point waiting
For the hating to stop.
Cos we should look at the sun
And wonder if there’s
Something more.
Something more
Than all this fighting
And my shitty writing
More than the Fascist Right
And the daft liberal left, bereft of
Logic or sense.
More than SJWs being offended
on my behalf
more than this breech
of my free speech
More than Berkeley and Milo
And Ben Shapiro.
More than not letting people speak, because
You don’t agree with what they have to say.
And yeah, I know, I’m on my soapbox
But there has to be more than
Charlottesville
And
Jo Cox,
More than terror on every side
It’s worldwide
As we wait for what’s coming,
As we start running
Into the smoke of
Our own ignorance
As we dance
To those in power,
We cower to those
Above, forsake our love
To write
Mere words that might not change a thing,
And maybe we won’t win
But we should still look at the sun and
Wonder if there’s something else.
Something more
Than the 9-5
To just staying alive
Trying to survive
For a life
Where we’re living to other’s expectations,
But there’s no initiation, just hesitation,
As we seek validation,
From the people who don’t give a shit.
And I’m no better,
I’m just a hypocrite,
As I’m writing this poem,
Not for the reason I should,
But because I could,
Cos I thought it would sound good,
But if I could inspire you,
To look at the sun
And wonder if there’s something else
Something more
As we wonder if there’s
Something other than
Jeremy Kyle,
Where’s mile and mile away,
There’s no more
Death,
No more,
Breath
Wasted on the things that don’t matter,
On the shatter of the lives
Stolen by the latest school shooting,
On the hooting
Of taxis screaming home,
As we wonder if we’re alone
Looking into the sun,
Wondering,
If there’s something else,
Something more,
Or wondering if life, as we know it,
has only just begun
*Author’s notes*
I started writing this poem in my creative writing group where we were studying performance poetry. Our theme was “the sun.”
Watch my performance here:
