It came from the stars...
A time, long distant to ours.
A light. Unseen,
so, did it shine as bright?
Out of orbit it crashed.
Crater marked slash
but no one saw.
No one knew,
and in all honesty,
there was nothing
they could do.
The moment of impact.
A ringing shrill metallic wail
spread waves around the earth,
a feint ripple at first,
before the echoes coursed.
but no one walked. Not on two feet.
Not human at least.
But the sound was alive
and hungry to feast.
The beast was here,
and we were not even
a glint in the universe's eye.
Born unto this grind,
we didn't know any different,
didn't feel it infiltrating the mind.
The interference
Some sensed
that something wasn't right,
but to question,
would have you pilloried
and burned at sight.
Under the weeping
gaze of moonlight.
As years marched through,
the waves grew,
every spin of the earth,
making them stronger.
Some people felt the surge,
the hunger,
the way the sound urged
them to bring pain.
Some just danced,
until their beat dropped dead
when they flailed and flapped
as their weak human brains
popped in their heads.
The sound had its own
gravitational pull,
making the tides come
when it called.
Countless wars, deranged thoughts.
Hatred caught in this one sound loop
Through the airwaves it boundlessly swoops.
The hum.
A sound heard by all
but only understood by some.
If you hear its call,
then there is no use.
Don't run.
It's too late... It's already won.
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