Alienated

alienated

Don’t be so surprised

they are here

those green ,orange things

long imagined have softly landed

flashing no lights, making no sound

quietly settled in the burbs.

I see their shadows walking

nightly under street lights

while gazing up at stars

they once called home.

We chat sometimes, exchange jokes

in between deep thought tokes

such a curious breed indeed

searching for happiness it seems.

You know, was not long ago

we humans did the exact same thing

but with the passing of time

we forgot how to dream, love

just like them, we have become

alienated.

 

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