Strangely Odd Parts 1,2 and 3
A bit of a strange person who lived quietly even secretly
none of his neighbours really knew him except to nod in passing
he would scurry by with barely a nod in return almost mincing
never a light did they see in his home the windows shining blankly
Strange sounds were often heard like he was talking in guttural tones
but to whom was never known, perhaps they thought to himself
it was all just so odd, some people swore that he was a elf
whatever he was people swore that they had seen a lot of bones
The type that came from small animals some littering his yard
and neighbourhood pets had been vanishing at a most alarming rate
at last they felt something need to be done, their curiosity to sate
breaking down his door they found no-one just some papers charred
In the middle of the floor lay a cocoon where it seemed he slept
glowing with an eerie light that pulsed as if it was alive
looking at it closer it became most apparent it was a hive
full of pulsing eggs they torched it as this they could not accept
Part 2
Once the house had burnt down people returned to their own homes.
Gossip was rife within the town, they all wondered where he had flown.
That night strange sounds emerged there were many weird light flashes
and some mighty pulling up of bushes while strange crafts together merged.
At last daylight began to dawn and people outside ventured
to their horror the eggs were hatched, the fire in half had them sawn.
People were left wondering, puzzling, were they still some where close by
or had they been whisked away never to trouble again any earthling?
strangely Odd 3
Many years have now past an old grand father talks
as with grand kids he walks, the seeds he with them has cast.
His view is that with us they abide gradual have been the changes
as with us they mingle over the ages intermarriage has spread out wide.
Now there are no earthlings or aliens just an inter galaxy race
who do things to their own pace all now become Freudians.
This is how he explains the unexplainable he cautions them to take care
unless their lives are left bare as along the path we all stumble.
I leave you now on things to ponder
ask yourself are we alone?
do we with each other have to atone
can we meet each other with candor?
Or will we always fear and treat with suspicion
that which is not quite normal?
checking out each other's aural
can we ever join together in unison?
I watched a documentary about if there are already aliens already living
here on earth
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2016
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