Under the glow of a dead moon

I have been here much too long.
I ache for a varied vies of the stratosphere
A spin on the rings of Saturn
Bar hopping on the Milky Way

I know way too much about you
Earthlings, 
Making love
Under the glow of a dead moon
A cancer
Destroying
the celestial body
you rely on for sustenance.

I came to monitor your actions
In “The Great War”
(as if a war could be great).

You still have our attention
I shall be leaving
My hope is
That you awaken
To your insanity
For my replacement
Will be much less tolerant
Of your antics.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Swan Avatar
February 11, 2024 at 4:08 PM
Yes. Oh that we would listen... P.S. I think it's a typo line 2 vies or view? J :)
Greenhough Avatar
February 9, 2024 at 11:01 AM
I loved this poem. The Sci-fi format is very cool. As Stephen Hawking said, "Don't try to communicate with 'Them'.
Rodgers Avatar
February 9, 2024 at 10:16 AM
Hello John, This is a story with a haunting and introspective tone, capturing the longing for exploration and the lament over humanity's destructive tendencies. Your portrayal of an outsider observing humanity's actions with a mixture of concern and resignation adds depth to the narrative, prompting me to contemplate our impact on the world and beyond. Oh, the fragility of our existence and the importance of introspection. Excellent Read! - Blessings, Daniel
Parker Avatar
February 9, 2024 at 9:07 AM
A very accurate poem on how we have handled ourselves and our planet
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