Two Humans Left
My federation sent me
New planets I must find
To broaden our horizons
Life of a different kind
Some where in this quadrant
A radar blip prompts me
Warp to the contact
Await and we shall see
Destination reached
As I view this world
My receivers pick up
Signals, two I heard
One from a place called England
One from a place called France
To hear the sound of life
Keeps me entranced
My computers confirm the above
My hand held detected so
To listen on their language
To see what tells me so
A broken mix of two
With a similar strain
Do I detect a difference
Humans going against their grain
One invites the other
The other not so keen
One is rhyming history
Calling the other mean
Whats the reason for this
Computers can you tell?
It seems to be the trait of one
To tell the other to go to hell?
There seems to be more clarity
Signals coming through
It's a man and a woman
I pray they have virtues too
In my travel capsule
I speed down to their lands
Invite them to a meeting
And possibly hold hands
If this does not work
What I am to do
Head back to my spacecraft
Hey guys it's up to you?
" Based on a comment by Ronald Bingham "
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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