The Alien
From their vast, blue sky
Comes a flash of chrome,
A circular ship looking to dock
In a safe harbour to call home
Looking for a new world
While I hover in and out,
Inhabited by intelligent life
Free of fear and doubt
I only observe these beings
Who become more strange,
Yet, their demeanor over time
Never really seems to change
Yet again, I have to stop
And turn back the way I came,
What was here for a million years
Has evolved to be the same
None here would welcome me
A little man with green skin,
How awfully they do treat
Their very own kith and kin
If I had set foot upon Earth
They would surely raise their fist,
Maybe it would just be best
If they didn't know that I exist.
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2023
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