The sky fell.
Dark.
Metallic clouds,
rumble like thunder
but twice as loud.
Sun covered,
sadows ooze around.
On hallowed ground
prayers were
starting to sound.
Day became night
in a blink. Hearts started to sink.
Lightning crashed down
and rains drowned our eyes,
as we gazed, open mouthed
at the shapes in the sky.
The shape had its
own weather system,
so large it loomed.
Over extraterrestrial tannoy
a voice boomed.
"We have been watching you,
and you have been selected..."
A murmur in the crowd,
excitement, praise expected.
"...for extinction, your racist views
make you a threat, so with regret
we have to pull the plug
on your life support.
and disconnect."
The crowd bellowed and roared.
Blamed each other for our downfall.
blamed anyone they deemed different,
still not realising they are to blame.
The world erupted into flame,
but not before the animals
had been removed
to giant space arks.
Even the alien beings
couldn't resist the purrs
and the barks.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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