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Unexpected Saviors, Part I

I.
I am a quantum physicist,
and my name is Hamilton Kerr,
I am cursed with having knowledge
of what is going to occur.

Yes, I am talking time travel,
see I worked on a DARPA-team,
our job: to foresee the future,
a strategists ultimate dream.

We were considered long-shots,
given little chance to succeed,
spent three years in obscurity,
with vibrating strings we did weave.

But out team of obscure tech-heads
tried an approach none had before,
I can’t explain all the details,
but small success soon yielded more.

This led to a bigger budget,
and a large power supply,
then finally a prototype,
who volunteered to test it? I.

The army didn’t know of it,
they would’ve slowed down everything,
but we were so damn excited,
ready to go time travelling.

So they put me in the machine,
not sure when in time I would go,
but I knew I’d stay near this place
regardless of time’s quirky flow.

My vision seemed to flux oddly,
vomit came and went from my throat,
my balance shifted here and there,
I felt like I was on a boat.

Then it resolved, faded away,
I sound myself standing outside,
the sky was gray, the air dusty,
when I breathed it hurt my insides.

And it was cold, the sun blocked out,
something clearly had gone sideways,
I stood for a half-hour then
saw a figure coming my way.

At first I thought it was human,
but looking close, something seemed off,
the skin was a gun-metal gray,
and it looked quite rigid, not soft.

I stared at a humanoid robot,
very soon, it was at my side,
looked unblinking, seemed confused,
asked,”How is it you are alive?”

I was too stunned to answer then,
it cocked its head quizzically,
said,”Your body is giving off
a strange and unknown energy…”

He must have signaled his fellows,
a dozen more robots appeared,
as thunder cracked, one said to me,
“Come on, it’s not safe for you here.”

Now I finally could react,
said,”Did you take over the Earth?”
Then the robots somehow chuckled,
my question a big source of mirth.

One said,”We wouldn’t be trying
to save you from the storm to come,
besides, I’m rather curious
as to where you have come from...”

CONTINUES IN PART II.

Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2019

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