The Friendly Anti Christ

The Orb that floats above the stars It comes from Saturn’s rings, While alien pilot tucked and warm Takes note of earthly things With gossamer clothes, and silken hair And hands so white and fair, She flys right past the milky way And by the black hole’s stare She brings a message to mankind That really will not wait, Don’t argue “who created us” Causing brewing, bubbling hate Try and solve the issues now, Don’t leave it to some fate, Look to man, not silly myth Before it is too late 18/06/2015