Alien Nation (Poem)

(Article on alienation)

(Philosocom's Subcategory on Aliens and Outer Space)

Our bigotry is revealed in its blindness to the suffering of the other. -- Mark Bloom

(Background music)

Alien Nation

Few are the people, at most,

Who care for you on the personal level.

Say to people that you're sad,

And they'll either inquire more or give you a day off.

Say to them that you're deeply struggling,

And they will give up on responsibility.

Disassociate,

So their name won't be stained;

Your life is less important,

Than one's own reputation.

Should someone greatly suffer alone in the city,

Most chances even their closest neighbors will not care.

Do you know how many people go a realm far beyond here?

Without the media reporting them clear?

I don't know, either,

Their writer's voice only they hear.

I refuse to live in such a world,

That does not care for you personally,

And does not care if you'll die,

Beyond them feeling a bit sad, and then bye.

The personal aspect of the self,

Should be welcomed with opened arms,

So you will know

That you're more than just a brick in a wall.

People should feel comfortable,

Expressing themselves fully,

Should they wish to do so,

To anyone they wish, heartfully.

It is the key,

To combat alienation,

By convincing others,

That there is no fault,

In genuine care.

If people are struggling deeply,

They should not mask their moan.

If an illness bothers them at work,

Yes, even a mental one,

They should not lie low like a monk,

In this hypocritical

Theatre of life.

We should not pretend,

For pretense not only offs empathy,

But also, one's desire,

To actually want to be a part of society,

Beyond making a living for one.

A sense of community,

Should be attained,

Even in the metropolitan, corporate world.

Or else,

People will succumb to dark-full-ness,

Not necessarily out of loneliness,

But out of the feeling of

General insignificance.