A RELATIVE THEORY OF POETRY: WORLD'S WIDE APART

WORLD'S WIDE APART

Stars at night, stars so bright
Like pinprick holes in the curtain of night
Stars with worlds too far to see
What treasures await if I could only see
Are the skies orange, green or mauve?
Are there masses of fauna a treasure trove?
Is there a larger planet that I could live
No numpties or amorals I'm squeezed in with
A sun of white, green, red or blue
The night sky adorned with quad moons too?
A lighter gravity is what I hope
That I would move like a normal bloke!
A million things go through my mind
Now Earth like planets that they do find?!