Best Earthlings Poems
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On a friendly mission we arrived
Willing and ready to extend,
Our hand to the people of earth
I came to this planet as a friend
From my home which is Planet Mars,
President and ruler of the Galaxy
Decorated with stars and bars,
And often referred to as His Majesty!
But, amongst Superheroes,
Known as Echo Man, my voice is strong
Reverberates throughout my domain,,
I’m known for upholding the good
And deleting the wrong!
I can also read your mind,
And allow mine to be read,
I am one of a kind!
Akin to me, no other across all planets
And stars, Including Planet Earth!
We come in peace,
I begin to descend, let the uncertainty
And animosity between us cease!
I immediately sense hostility,
A far cry from any call for unity
As I step with hesitation
Into an angry situation,
It is already too late, for I am on
Planet Earth’s threshold,
Of a new tomorrow!
Soldiers seize me from behind,
Whilst thousands of troops surround
And bombard
Our ship, many of my men die!
What an insane reaction,
My Martians take off and
Fly into the skies,
Planet Mars idea, once an abstraction
Is now ready to be put into action!
Naive earthlings, do you not know that
Superheroes from Venus and Mars,
Do not regard or fear bars,
You will soon feel the force
Of our strength,
As History takes its course!
My Kingdom knows
What has to be done,
Fire Ball, your time has come,
For us to rally, do you read my mind?
Yes, she replies, for I am one of your kind!
I come in peace ...
Me not like movie “Alien”
I not born in a pod,
Me be no Gen. Zod
My spaceship no scout
for any Death Star squad
I come from afar ...
Me seek intelligent life
Crash landed on Earth,
lost all proof of ill-fated flight
Your human generosity
has brightened up my dark plight
Thanks for the “Get Well Soon” card,
received from your psychiatric nurse wife
Earthlings are both brilliant and moronic,
drinking from a glass a potent tonic.
Devil-angel with free will,
climbing up a self made hill.
Shackled by our rancor throughout history,
the love of saints and gurus set us free.
Made of water dirt and air,
Earth is bound by earnest prayer.
Kaitlyn's my name....Chess is my game XD
I love God (aka Jesus) and I love school
Don't judge me, I'm still cool!
Be nice, encouraging, sweet, and witty;
Remember it's the inside that makes you pretty!
Nobody's skinny and nobody's fat,
You're God's chosen vessel, He made you like that!
I may not talk, for I am shy and quiet;
But fortunately I know the difference between right and defiant!
Form:
Hail Earthlings, let's be full of Grace,
Smiles should be on our global face,
Bless each other, one human race,
Hail Earthlings, let's be full of Grace,
Holy Planet Earth, we pray,
Bless us all with peaceful ways,
Pray for us all forever to save,
Bless the Earthlings, one human race,
Bless the Earthlings, let's be full of Grace.
I landed on this planet
Many moons ago
A lot of things still baffle me
Though a few things I do know
This world is full of beauty
Yet, it really puzzles me
That this strange race of Earthlings
Always fail to see
They are an aggressive race
I think to say it’s fair
Their main pre-occupation
It seems is tribal warfare
True, there are good and bad
But the bad have all the power
Very strange state of affairs
The taste it leaves, is sour
Religion they deem important
They preach love and peace
Then go to war in the name of God
It never seems to cease
They have this thing called money
That I really must condemn
Why do they pay to live on a world,
That already belongs to them?
They work and slave all day
They struggle and they toil
And they still have to rely on
Fossil fuels like oil
And they still mine for coal
Burrowing underground
They have not harnessed free energy yet
The oldest energy found
They are still a backward race
Childlike and immature
Best to leave them well alone
They’ll grow one day, I’m sure
I need to report to my elders
So that it is understood
Earthlings are not ready yet
To join the galactic brotherhood
©Gary Wayne Hill, 2019
When people regain their true powers,
We shall then revive all cultures.
without our longings,
what's the point of our strivings,
small, stranded earthlings ?
A message to earthlings
Earthlings, we gave you a planet and you fouled it.
We had high hope for you since you can reason and show empathy
but you were overtaken by the sin of greed and arrogance.
You have exploited the home we gave you
you had no respect for animals, you let them down and eradicated
the Tasmanian tigers to take an example, we find it hard to forgive.
We have released a plague upon you, to teach you a lesson, we wish not
to eliminate mankind as you will do that yourself.
Some of you may go to Mars but your thwarted mind will follow and
Soon take the land will declare independence, wave flags about and fight
another state; and squabble over minerals and rocks.
Who knows you humans might find the Tasmanian tiger hiding in a cave?
And since you have blood on your hands, eradicate this animal again.
We will not wish you a happy NEW YEAR you do not deserve one
Yankee-two-kilo
Yankee-two-kilo
Can you read me?
Y2K
The year 2000's on the way
The new millennium's almost here
To write January 1, 2000 will be weird
Star Trek's beam me up Scottie was
A far out idea
But now the space shuttle goes up
Several times a year
The crew of seven went up that day
(don't look up to watch it burn)
they had no fear, now their view from heaven
Is crystal clear
When January 1 comes will
My computer freeze?
Will I get my money from the
ATM with the greatest of ease?
Did I store any staples and canned
Goods to keep my mind at ease?
Will I be able to trade in the
Stock market as I please?
Y2K
Yankee-two-kilo
Calling all earthlings!
Come aboard
The space center on the moon is
Ready (it has so much more
More than you'd ever imagined before)
Don't look back to watch it burn
The Most Beloved Among Earthlings
Thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for the hope that flows like a river through our souls,
For changing our mindset like a garden blooming under the warm light of the sun,
For teaching me to be kinder, warmer, different, like a flower opening at dawn,
And for seeing Romania as a unique place, a treasure hidden under the starry sky of history.
Thank you for everything, may God reward you for your sincere heart,
For your soul, open like a book written with kindness and the desire to give,
Thank you for wanting to give us water, food, energy, and peace, like a golden dream,
You wished to change Romania, stolen by time and depleted, to restore its brilliance.
Thank you for wishing us a life lived beautifully and meaningfully, a life of respect,
Where we respect ourselves and those around us, equal in our own Romania,
But some have seen, while others have not, that you wish us well, that you love us,
It is human for people to be both for and against, to seek light and shadow at the same time.
I hold nothing against anyone, as everyone believes in whom they choose, follows their own path,
But I want to thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for being in our dream,
For wanting to create a Romania for Romanians, a place where hearts beat together,
They removed you, but I believe Jesus looked up and said, as he did two millennia ago:
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do!
And thus, we are left to dream, to hope, to build a future from memories,
To seek light in the darkness and to believe in the goodness that still binds us,
To keep alive the flame of the desire to be better, more united, closer to the truth,
Thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for being a part of our story.