'' They Were Out There '' Poem by Bri Mar

Are we all alone?
In the vastness of space,
Will it be shown?
There's an alien race.

Ask yourself why,
We should even care,
Their lives we'd decry,
They'd suffer despair.

We can't live as one,
On this planet Earth,
It's the law of the gun,
Where death is our berth.

If they're anything like us,
We're asking for trouble,
You ask what's the fuss,
They will burst our bubble.

If they're light years ahead,
Brutality will reign,
Our evolution it's said,
Will bring on more pain.

Throughout human existence,
Our aim is to kill,
With a deathly persistence,
We've shown the will.

With weapons of woe,
We have an obsession,
How far can we go?
Genocide's our profession.

On history it's written,
We're obsessed with death,
With the bug we are bitten,
We love that last breath.

We'll be easy to find,
No sat nav corrections,
To the truth we were blind,
We gave them directions.

In our search for life,
We refused to take care,
Now we're suffering strife,
Yes,

‘' They Were Out There ‘'