they’re not coming to save us

Aliens are here

And they didn’t come to save us.


They just came to watch us

like an ant farm

in a glass case.


Watch the busy ants.

They dig their holes

carry their weight,

Serve the Royal-

Then they die.


“What kind of life is that?”


You may ask.


They don’t know any better,

and that is what they do.

If you told them there was life

outside the glass

they’d not believe.


Busy busy ants.

Carrying and walking.

Living, breathing,dying.

All inside the glass.

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