Extra Terrestrial

Beam me up, Scotty! This planet sucks!

Greetings! My name is noises that

Your simple mind won't understand.

We don't use what you call voices,

To communicate, we're not human.

All we have to do is think, it is the

The reason we have a will.

Evolution of a purpose that

Does not have to kill.

Your limited vocabulary...

Your limited brains.

Could never explain the things

Our existence maintains.

Reverse engineering things for

The conquest of another.

Using our technologies to bring

Enslavement to your brother.

How can you be so vain to think

You humans have it figured out.

That you're the only one's created,

But can't understand what life's about.

The universe is watching, as you

Squander what keeps you alive.

The epitome of irony is the fact

You have to destroy to survive.

For centuries we've tried to give

You something to show the way.

Even when we crashed on earth,

You dissected us and locked us in

A cargo bay.

Even to this day. Our existence has

Been hidden away.

Nevermind what your governments

Say.

Because of your primitive nature,

We couldn't stay.

People from thousands of years ago,

Worshipped us like gods.

That was not our purpose. We only

Came to even the odds.

The anomaly in the human being,

Is your emotions and desire.

To not exercise control of these things,

Has created your nuclear fire.

It was not intended for such a young

Species to harness such power.

You're so full of yourself, thinking your

Faeces don't smell like death gone sour.

Well let me burst your bubble skinwalker,

You're just a cosmic baby.

I'm just here to send my signal, in

Hopes that my kind will come save me.