Extraterrestrials Are Here Poem by James McLain

Extraterrestrials are here, among the stars they roam,
Their cosmic ships traverse the void, in search of Earthly home.
Alien minds with wisdom vast, secrets yet untold,
They watch us from afar, their presence manifold.

In silver saucers, sleek and grand, they soar across the sky,
Leaving trails of stardust as they gracefully pass by.
Their technology, advanced and strange, beyond our comprehension,
Their presence sparks both fear and awe, an otherworldly tension.

Their eyes, like galaxies, hold mysteries untamed,
Their touch, ethereal and cool, their voices unexplained.
They study Earth's complexities, our dreams and aspirations,
Observing human frailties, our hopes and frustrations.

Benevolent or malevolent, we cannot truly say,
But their arrival signals change, a cosmic turning day.
We gaze into the heavens, with wonder and with fear,
For extraterrestrials are here, their purpose still unclear.

Are they emissaries of peace, or heralds of the storm?
A question lingers in the air, their true intent to form.
We ponder the enigma, the truth we hope to find,
As we coexist with beings from the realms of space and time.