On a streak of light,

No one could explain its sight,

Nor could anyone of it fight,

It changed locations with flight…

Its power did of all overwhelm,

It did connect with our minds directly,

We had no choice but to accept its presence, abjectly,

It told us in its own way; it was here to take control of our realm…

No longer did we need to fear of the future,

We would become as pets, no more young would come forth,

We would be as slaves to its powers, it would neuter everyone,

We could request death or a life in bondage,

Serving it and its fellow creatures of the sky,

Never again to be able to ask as to why.

© -ed- 9/23/19