The vast majority of humanity
will not drive a Mercedes
try a flying car
vacation on a private beach
see the sun rise without heartache
see the sun set without a sense
They won’t own a second home
on the coast in Spain
or even fly there to shop
at the Supermercato.
They won’t be lucky enough to find
a broken umbrella in the rain
or swim in an ocean naked.
They won't fly to the moon to tee off
or visit Mars to discover water.
I don’t think many will see a lion
running free or witness a full blown
eclipse on some dark continent.
Will we all write a poem
to hide in some quiet place?
When will we stop to look up
freely wish upon a star
that appears and disappears
fleeing quickly between the clouds?