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