The Craft Poem by Paul Warren

The Craft



Others heard the hum start
Long before it appeared out of the dark
Hovering above the Statue standing
Of Christ's out-stretched hands so demanding

Some took it as a sign from God above
And gathered to sing their songs of love
Whilst others just wondered why
It had appeared in the darkened sky

But that was a year ago
Before what was its final show
When the the glitter flew from the top
Andeveryone it touched dropped

Since that day Rio has been lost
As the Brazilian government counts the cost
But what were the aliens doing there
Behind the glitter wall we find we care.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Thursday, October 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: science fiction
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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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