The Chosen Ones

A darker piece I wrote about alien abduction.

 

 

THE CHOSEN ONES

 

 

The human race

Is not alone

There's a distant place

That I call home

 

I've bent all space

And time to arrive

And now that I'm here

You'll not survive

 

I can see your in shock

I can sense your resistance

Because all this time

You've denied our existence

 

But our species is dying

It's really quite sad

We don't have the strength

We once used to have

 

So we've worked out a plan

We've worked out a scheme

To mix us together

To mutate our genes

 

For a race that's much stronger

All new and improved

All we need now

Are a few parts of you!

 

I know what your thinking

That this can't be real

Well tell me now

How real does it feel !

 

Now don't try to run

And don't try to scream

I've got you locked into

My paralyzing beam

 

I could probably numb you

To help ease the pain

But you know what they say

No pain no gain !

 

I'll take some things out

And some I'll put back

Like a device in your head

So you I can track

 

You'll have a scar here

But don't bother to say

Just how you got it

Or they'll lock you away

 

You know I'll be back

Every now and again

But you won't know where

And you won't know when

 

So nighty night now

Sweet nightmares to you

Until next we meet

I bid you adieu....

 

 

~Cynthia Howe~