Recycled Blood-Sucking Aliens
by
Hathno Paige
Looking
at my hand
Seeing
twisted alien claw
May
have raped and pillaged
Without
regard for law
Our
bodies not brand-new
Just
painted recycled parts
Ripped
from galactic junkyard
Of
broken-down planets and stars
Absolute
recycling
A
dream for earthbound greens
All
could learn a lesson
From
the galactic scene
Many
a star dies violently
Planets
vaporized in a blink
But
atoms donít get destroyed
They
dive down no cosmic sink
These
atoms become space dust
Just
floating free and easy
Waiting
to be hoovered
By
the force of gravity
Dust
collects in a ball
The
ball begets a star
The
little bits that get missed
Form
planets near and far
Now
stars live and die
Much
the same as we
Many
generations before us
Existed
in spaceís sea
Hence
the atoms we are built of
Have
come from God knows where
Like
the evil blood-sucking alien
Thatís
now in your underarm hair
Poem copyright © 2000 by Hathno Paige <unwired>
Poem
copyright © 2000 by Hathno Paige <gfenton@microserve.net>
http://www.microserve.net/~gfenton/
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