In the alternate universe I’d like to have nice art skills

Great enough starting from formative years

And magnificent in my adolescent stages.

In the alternative universe, there was an abundance of love

Giving, receiving, and acknowledging are the most common tribunals

Instead of taking, and stealing, and pillaging.

In the alternate universe, I’d like everyone to be for others

For being with others there is an unkempt desire for being for others

And being for others has its rewards on being with others

In the alternate universe, there is world peace,

No need for wars or imminent man-made destruction

A utopia which doesn’t feel like a dystopia

In the alternate universe, I want a nicer family.

Not one which fights for anything and everything askance

But one which fights for love and freedom’s chance.

In the alternate universe, there is a sustainable environment

In the alternate universe, I want a greener place to live

In the alternate universe, Ms. Thunberg wasn’t crucified for her efforts

In the alternate universe, I hope we are all competent

Trusting enough in our skills and not bragging only for namesakes

Though that’s only in the alternate universe.

In the real universe, nothing like that has happened.

Wars and battles, deaths and casualties happen

The air is brown and the place is black and bleak.

In the real universe, people are only for themselves

Survival is key yet teamwork is merely seen as a weak excuse

For betrayal and bribery askance, even when given a purer chance.

In the real universe, everyone is governed by hatred

Like the household I live in where everyone kills to be dictated

And there was no voice but noise.

In the real universe people are the disease of other people

Greed and hunger run rampant even after Lennon’s dream in song

Oh, how I wish I could be in the alternate universe!

Yet parallel universes are destined to be apart:

For in the alternate universe, I was living my life.

Because in the real universe, I have ceased to live.