A Message From Beyond the Stars

Your the architects of your own oppression, Surrendered in fear from the threat of aggression, Collaborating to salvage the scraps, Living in squalor between the gaps, Your empowered people from your loyal elect, Exploit you and treat you with disrespect, We cannot fathom why you live this way, We don’t understand the games you play, We’ve shared our knowledge in an open embrace, But you refuse to share it with the rest of your race, Even now as your planet dies, Your greed is the blindfold that covers your eyes, You aren’t the first that we have found, That walks across their dying ground, Though you may be the last that will ever be, Unless you have an epiphany, I will return when all is done, When the crescent light shines from the blackened sun, But for now I must tend to matters at hand, To other planets on the cusp of being damned.