I Belong In a Museum
[Ancient Egypt]
Androids are dispatched
Covering vast distances in space
Doing what organic life cannot
They simply do not age
Arriving at our planet
Then erecting a star gate
The hieroglyphics are aligned
Our ancient gods step through space
Primitive eyes looking up
At strange new birds in the sky
A new genetic race is created
That cannot distinguish lies
The obsolete is discarded
As mass extinction begins
A few bones for future museums
Representing an age at an end
Perhaps someday in the future
There will be a guided tour
My skeleton propped in absurd dignity
A plaque with "David Bissett" on the floor
A curious youngster stares at me
My hollow eyes still displaying doubt
"Though their brains were so small,
I wonder what this one thought about"
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