Apathy Poem by DM W

We are passive creatures;
Governed by false gods;
Distracted by modern icons;
Hypnotised by images.
We are no longer in touch
With grace, beauty & wonder.
Our apathy increases
As we channel-surf
Over constant coverage
Of contemporary violence.
The world is much nearer now,
Yet it still seems out of reach.
Are we better informed?
Or have hyperreal flows
Deadened our hearts
And minds? Some seem
To think so. What happened
To all the dreamers? I guess
We poets tend to cry
For the moon.