Winning Poem
Written by: Erebus
Shooting star, began closing in
A question bodes a friend or foe?
Its lights flashed as the air grew thin
Which alien life will they show?
It landed, our hearts filled with dread
Airlock opened, pressure released
Fleshy skin, hands raised, then they said
“Don’t worry folks, we come in peace”
We can take from them their wisdom
We can hear them all, if we must
Gates open, we show our kingdom,
Each of us is a slave to trust
We introduce our finest lords
Their grateful smiles are just pretend
Their knives sever our spinal cords
Back-stabbed by our treacherous friends
Mothers cried, losing their daughters
One decision, left us ruing
A whole race, murdered and slaughtered
Our world, gone, destroyed by humans.
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Originally Posted by Erebus
