How Can I Say?

What do I say to my fellow creatures?
How may my words help the ones I love?
Here in these times of cute devices
things we can reach with our finger rubs?
How can I reach when the words that say things
say many things I don't want to say
because now words have so many meanings
teeming, replete with too many things.
A friend from here that watches the ball games
receives some things and some words not
A friend from there that prays for eternity
Must have a piece of Jesus' spot.
I with my neighbor talking simply,
he just responds with a baudy retort.
Meanwhile the world around us tightens
and most just react with last resorts.

Some posit there may be no other life out there
because they always self-destruct.
It sure seems that's what we here all head for
hopelessness blinds and fear abducts
all the kind words, and thoughts we could have
all the good plans our minds conceive
all the great strengths in our potential
just get removed, and we just leave.

Can we step back from this destruction?
Can we reverse oblivions creed?
Can we retrieve the souls we could have
from the neglect we heretofore speed.

Move me please mind of mine so feable.
Let me grasp earnestly what words might mean.
Let all those whom I may care for,
give meaning chance, and read to see.