Imagine The Monkeys Poem by Robert Smith

Imagine the monkeys were once paid a visit
This isn’t too hard to imagine, now is it?
A great race of travellers, barely alive.
Needed a home for their species to thrive.

Fleeing the death their own dying planet
Such a thing never could happen, but can it?
Flying on desperately searching through space
For a new home with time the opponent they face

They alone found the earth a most beautiful blue
Not ideal by a stretch but perhaps it would do.
One problem they knew very well in advance
The earth represented their very last chance

Distinctly alone they would never be found
with no other life bearing planets around.
And nowhere to go if their best efforts failed
They knew all the risks and just what they entailed

The climate too harsh they found when they arrived
To go it alone they would never survive.
They needed a host of indigenous creatures
The primates were picked for their promising features

With strong hands and bones and some skills that were mental
they weren’t too bright but they did have potential
In groups they could move with considerable speed
and a lusting for lifethat could border on greed.

And as a contingency if primates should fail
The travellers mixed genes with the dolphin and whale.
But deep in the humans the travelers desire
To grow and adapt and it burned them like fire

Music and dancing and art of all kinds
Were the greatest of gifts from the travelers minds
And language to speak what they feel and they see
We're all things the travelers offered for free.

Humans on earth were so new, and quite strange
was the conscious desire to grow and to change.
The gene blending efforts took millions of years
but blossoming life quelled travellers fears.

The humans remembered they came from the sky
And prayed that they’d go there again when they die.
Though thriving on earth humans never fit in
Building boxes to shield from the rain and the wind

Deep down the earth wasn't still quite their own.
The boxes felt more like the travellers home.
From the boxes grew cities with no earthly purpose
Appearing like cancers upon the earth’s surface

Then an exciting but crueler twist still
Energy captured they bent to their will
Evolving on earth with their altered biology
They blinded the earth with a burst of technology

But humans all still loved the flowers and greens
Mountains and sunsets and forests and streams
But for all of the nature they seemed to enjoy
Each move that they made only seemed to destroy

For the travelers could always create without cost
but mixed with the monkeys this talent was lost
Like music and poetry language and song
But day to day living was terribly wrong

They ate and they used and consumed and depleted
And wasted all that which was more than they needed
The travellers called to the humans in spirit
Heard by the few who are willing to hear it.

Deep in your spirit we’ve left you our song
We’ve warned you for years and you know that its wrong
You must stop destruction you must stop the greed
You must stop confusing your wants with your needs

In love with your weapons and hate you attack
Consume and destroy and you never gave back.
After this planet you won’t find another
This planet is sacred. This planet's' your mother.

The voices of reason did naught but annoy
The masses monkeys who live to destroy
Imagine these monkeys too foolish to know
that they’re killing their planet with nowhere to go.