Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Relatives, Foreigners, And Aliens

I have been here a long time
And you’ve been over there,
Far away the whole time,
In sight, and never forbearing.
It’s nothing new and we’ll get by

And though there may be difficulties,
And we may never prosper,
Still we’ll manage to survive,
No matter how separate we are or might become.
Yet if we choose to stand pat, how not to lose?

If aliens from the outer galaxy
Arrive to observe our infernal dirt—
Our pitiful Earth, I mean—
They couldn’t tell the difference between us, I bet,
But that thinking’s never impressed anyone yet—
No one on plucky planet Earth, at any rate.
We are savages who love to hate.

Created on 12/3/2009 4:38 PM


  1. Excellent thoughts and lovely poem, Ron!
    11 out of 10!!!

  2. 11, huh? That must be me; I've always got things screwed up or backwards!


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