Mr. Alien
Sit right down here, Mr. Alien, sir.
You must be drained from the very long ride
I must press upon you how little time we have
To enlighten you. You see, you’re on the wrong side
From light years away, you wander the stars
And do the bidding the mother ship declares
But down here on our earth, things work a little different
And to decide our fate, you must see things very clear
You see, here you are free to choose for yourself
What you want, what you seek, what you do
You’re not bound by the whims of a tyrannical lord
Well, at least in this country and a couple other few
As humans we fight for and will always cherish
our choices, our liberty, our free will
Even though some of our kind try to throw them away
There are many more who long for them still
So I ask you, consider why it is that you’re here
Why our earth is the planet you desire
We’ve still much to do, many more chains to set free
For on tyranny, we will never cease fire
If its pure water, or metal, or general resources you seek
I’m afraid you’ve come here a little too late
Perhaps you should have visited a couple years ago
At least a thousand or so, I would contemplate
And there’s no need on this earth for your mind-reading skills
Although impressive they truly might be
You see we’ve already got our own resident psychics
In dilapidated houses, on the phone, and sometimes TV
The biggest impediment I think you are surely to find
To your plans to conquer this planet
As humans, we don’t even know how not to fight back
Something you’d have known had you bothered to scan it
So you can bring on your lasers and your infrared beams
And whatever weapons you might have in reserve
Just remember that today we gave you this choice
Respect our independence or get what you deserve
For we have a long history of atrocities and bondage
We’ve lived through thousands of years of this shit
From our lowest of peasants to our richest pioneers
Believe me, we know how to outlast and outwit
By GR Clarke