Hello Twenty Twenty-three

Hello Twenty Twenty-three poem by Iris Carden

Hello, and welcome, Twenty Twenty-three.
What kind of year do you think you'll be?

Twenty Twenty, Twenty-one, Twenty-two,
set expectations very low for you.

Your older siblings weren't all that great.
They brought disease, disasters, war and hate.

The world-wide pandemic was never fun,
And invading your neighbours shouldn't be done.

We're tired of floods and bushfires and such.
We wanted a break, we weren't asking much.

The divide's increasing between rich and poor,
the poor live in need while the rich demand more.

But now you're here, all fresh and new
What can the world expect from you?

Could you please bring compassion, less greed?
A chance for everyone to have what they need?

Could you give the planet a bit of a break?
Have corporations give back, not just take?

Could you send the misogynists back to their caves?
Think of the trauma that one thing could save.

The past Twenty Twenties have let us down.
Will things be different, now you're around?

Wouldn't you want to be "that year" if you could?
Be the year we look back on and say, "It was good."

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