The Anzarian Alien
he said his name was Bled
an Anzarian from a like-ours
bit-field world
it could have been Vled or Vlod
and he knew worlds that weren’t
he was as like us than not
startling
we could’ve shared a mother
his once knew of hate and war
of take of lust of greed
on his world his was different
as we are different here
curiously here
nothing came close
except Bled and his among
with Anzaria closer than we know
but still for Earth out of reach
Bled and his had more star turns
that mother was more distant
yet closely once cradled us both
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2025
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