Dust To Dust
It was suggested that I plan my
Own funeral
The entities living on me
In me
Have ensured that I will not last forever
I lived quietly among my family for eons
Uninhabited
But never lonely
Then the entities came
Looking for virgin land
Wild and free
With no history
- as far as they were concerned
They lived here peaceably
For a hundred sun orbits
And multiplied and prospered
They had brought life forms with them
And they, too
Multiplied and prospered
Until I became overcrowded
The entities
Moved out of their original small settlements
And built vast cities
Which necessitated digging into my soil
Blasting my hills
Retraining my rivers’ natural paths
They melted my poles
And emptied my oceans
Soon I was covered in concrete
They polluted the air
The land
The water
Until I lay in spoils
Dying
So now I must plan my funeral
Brothers, play the music of the spheres for me
Mourners, pray to the sun for me
Remember how happy I was before
The occupation
The entities are finally leaving
In search of another virgin
Sisters, will you send out advance warnings?
“To the next victim:
Beware noisy unheeding beings
Who land with silver ships
And make false promises
I don’t know, maybe you can freeze them out
Or melt them down
Blow them away
Or shake them off
Or drown them
I hope you do not do what I did:
Accept them in peace
And hope”
I don’t know when or if these entities will ever learn
To respect what is not theirs
So I must plan my funeral
Brothers and sisters, could you combine
Your energies
To push me closer to the sun
I would like to be cremated
To return from whence I came
I do not wish to remain here
A forgotten
A dead dusty red planet
Alone
Copyright © Kj Hooten | Year Posted 2011
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