Aliens Poem by Egal Bohen

Aliens



Now
Whatever is an alien?
Is a question you may well ask
Would we recognise one if we saw one
Or can you look right through them
Like glass
Whatever their form
It would seem that
They are nothing like you nor me
For they are known to have skin like an octopus
I‘m told
And may crawl up the beach from the sea
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They too it would seem
Can appear as large plants
That eat people
That wander abroad
But
Being prone
To fungal infections
I hear
Their roots turn soft
Their leaves dropp off
And
Swiftly then over
They fall
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It also appears to be custom
For aliens to have very strange heads
Whilst the rest of their bodies
Look remarkably like ours
No surprise!
With two arms
And two legs
Now
This could just be a coincidence
But I’m rather inclined to believe
That it’s a lack of original thinking
Or the film budget feeling the squeeze
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Have you noticed as well
If not bipeds
Wheezing
Through plastic tubes
Next favourites for aliens
Are overgrown insects
From which film directors
Can choose
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What!
A cockroach build a computer?
Seems a bit far fetched to me!
Let alone develop a space ship
That can travel at warp speed three
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And..
Have you noticed whatever the genetics
Or the species evolutionary line
It helps to make them much creepier
If they leave a trail
Of slime
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Couple this with an inherent ability
For their larvae
To suddenly spring
From their mothers clutch
Down into our guts
Then squirm about under our skin
And there you would have the Alien
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“Poor fellow”
Is all I would say
For it can’t be much fun
Wouldn’t you agree
For
If under a stone
Was your ancestral home
Where would you take afternoon tea?
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Now
You may think this all
A bit critical
As these popular concepts
I abuse
But I’m afraid that I just can’t help thinking
Of course
Purely metaphysically speaking
When they walk down the ramp
Of their inter-galactic bus
Aliens
Won’t have eight legs
Or
Blue scales on their heads
Or
Drip slime on the floor
Or
Discharge yellow pus

But in fact
Look a little
Like us

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 06 June 2008

I know I was in for a treat when I picked you by name. I even said I might have to read two. By reading this one, I sure did. But it was a most wonderful read. I enjoyed every minute. I'm going to give it an 8, which on my scale is 'good poem 'and worth reading. I recommend it to anyone and I' ll go one thing further. I have no doubt there are a host of treats in this collection. I'm putting you on my list and checking it twice with marks. That means I'll be back sooner rather than later. Great work! Greenwolfe 1962

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Blue angel Florida 22 August 2007

So Interesting to Read 'Alien' even so to read its comments bellow. As for my perception was actually Simple as for when I first started to read, I was already calling for E.T. as my first lovely one symbol of the unknown, still myself reflects as when people say, they can't understand me...So I just call myself an ET, but reality is, I know, I am not...I am just a human, maybe as you quoted ' Animal with Clothes', Alien mind, and yes, I agree, they must be something way beyond 'Hollywood', as for they've being long around, still we can't see them...But we can see the Pyramids and so much more that we don't know how...GREAT WORK~~~! I am sure we all can go on an on just inspired by your 'Aliens'

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Kelly Allen Vinal 23 February 2007

Complicated, but an excellent write!

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Aldo Kraas 22 February 2007

The first lines of the oemis good But the rest is too confusing to explain They had been reports of aliens in Texas A man said that he had spoted it in the sky And he could not believed what his eyes had seen So he photographed Now he realy believes in it finally He has the pictures and a shop called Allien He sell everything to do with alien He has lot's of pictures of aliens All the dates he has the times etc I saw this man on tv sorrry I can't remember his name If I knew I would kive it It is in texas The Aliens didn't look nice They look dreadful

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Ronald Stroman 22 February 2007

in Georgia, we assume... you're talkin' about Mexicans. they get along with NiGGas like me.

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