Friday, March 31, 2006

Death of a Pilgrim

It took quite a while to get the thing right
But they created a ship capable of flight
Not only in the sky but outside the atmosphere
And that had a magnetic effect on those spheres
That ruined the lives of so many on that world
So, many were picked up and into space they were hurled
Many stayed because their owners wouldn’t part with them
Others went in ships since couples had colonies to start with them
And starting a settlement with two people and no guarantee
Of survival is dumber than universal immortality
Our guest was supposed to start a new
Civilization starting from two
But one the way, his companion died
Since they spent too much time inside
The same ship together – about five lifetimes
So she stepped into what we see at nighttime
So his only choice was to find a place
That was home to members of the human race

Scientists on the island he lived on figured out
That if intelligent life is walking about
It was likely to be of the same species as they
Were which they concluded by analyzing DNA
I cannot explain since I don’t comprehend it
But they made a device that was intended
To detect human DNA from hundreds of miles
Away which is what brought him to the Aegean isle

Where many didn’t trust him because he wasn’t Grecian
He was even more foreign than a Phoenician
And he had the power to control the whole Greek population -
Completely unacceptable for someone from an alien nation
One of us who couldn’t stomach it stabbed the pilgrim in the gut
And then he was like, “I’m Ares! I’m the god of war! What!
Yes I vanquished he who would take what he should not
Have and through my victory all of us have got
The chance to control the world with these small blue balls
Now is everyone with me, or must I kill you all?”

Nobody disobeyed the lunatic with the blade
So we looked in the ship and nobody was dismayed
Everything that the murdered man claimed to possess
Was inside and found easily – there was an anti-mess
There was a jet pack that could make you a frequent flyer,
A stringed instrument that would be known as the lyre,
Invisibility cloaks that made it easy to hide,
A machine that was able to control the tides,
2 Machines that controlled the weather in the sky,
A 3 headed puppy, and the spheres that help you not die
We divided the prizes, and then everyone
Except me went up to Olympus, not because it would be fun
But because it was said that it couldn’t be done

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home