Hardik Vaidya

(26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Aliens


They talk through our digital lines,
Through the cores of our fibre optic shines,
Bounce off our satellite chimes,
Billion plus at least, day and night,
I am yet to know my full mind,
You are yet to discover your entire kind,
When we all sitting on the tip of our own ice bergs,
Why is the SETI looking at the blank sky searching for them on the other side?

Submitted: Thursday, February 28, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 01, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I am a die hard fan of SETI and the SKA project. If i had some brains, I would at least have been a door man at these institutes. the purpose of this poem is not to draw away from science. its just a joke on us humans the mortals who go ga ga on Alien mumbo jumbo stories which are not scientific and dont focus on the immense alien in us which holds trmendous opportunities which are yet to be tapped.

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