I Want My Mommy
(May 7th, 1945 Germany)
In a gothic Nazi bunker
Where Hitler's son is taken
He is strapped into a pod
Then placed in strange cannon
A red light begins to glow
A relic from a ancient alien base
The fears of the child unheeded
Shot to a new dimension of time/space
(fast forward to present day)
An enormous spaceship
Shaped like a child's soccer ball
Appears in Earth's atmosphere
A whole planet looks up in awe
A shuttle quickly dispatched
Ambassadors in shock to see
A five-year-old child awaits
Screaming, I want my mommy!!!
With a wave of his arm
As an infantile deity
He brushes aside any opposition
Showing his invulnerability
With a stomp of his foot
Mountains tremble and shake
And with the slightest nod
Causing a devastating tidal wave
Where is my mommy?
Rings throughout the Earth
As governments search for a candidate
With the tact and with the nerve
To say the magic words
And appease this child god
Praying he will not discover
The presentation will be a fraud
The door slowly opens
A professional woman appears
The young boy looking up
His eyes spilling with tears
Are you my mommy?
Child, where have you been?
I've been looking all over
I'm not letting you away again
Taking him in her arms
Trying to complete the sell
But he notices her trembling
And the ruse can only fail
You are not my mommy!!!
He screams out in anger
They told me to do this, she says
Pleading back into a corner
Disintegrating the woman
Childish fury unleashed
Armageddon from a toddler
Like a mythology from Greece
Looking at the moon
Then a fling of his head
A temper tantrum afoot
Earth becomes a fireball of red
So if someone shows up
Flexing their "God" muscle
Perhaps is just another life form
And simply pulling off a hustle
A mind from another plane
Simply having more force
Perhaps is no better than us
Perhaps is possibly worse?
Just because someone has power
Does not make them divine
And anyone who desires worship
Perhaps has the mind of a child?
And if we bow in obedience
Just because they can dazzle
Can we face the possibility
That maybe we worship pure evil?
Copyright © The Fringe | Year Posted 2011
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