'' We're The Problem Not The Solution '' Poem by Bri Mar

As our visitors draw near,
There's a feeling of fear,
For others it's apprehension,
Will they make us all disappear?
Into another dimension.

Will they have the power,
To make us all cower,
As evolution has made us quite mad,
Could it be a smile or perhaps a glower?
Will they be evil or bad?

By travelling so far,
From their distant star,
Their intelligence must be quite high,
Though their habits we may find bizarre,
With our ways they may well comply.

Then again no,
They may want to show,
They're superior to carbon based life,
What we're capable of they'll well know,
We've a tendency to cause others strife.

They're now in sight,
We're feeling contrite,
Why did we give them directions?
There's nobody here can aid our plight,
It's too late to make any corrections.

At last they've arrived,
With what we've contrived,
Immediately they show they're annoyed,
From negotiations we've been deprived,
From intelligence, they say we're devoid.

Our errant ways,
Don't impress the greys,
It's time humans were erased from this Earth,
What that means is the end of your days,
They decide this is where they will berth.

With other life forms they talk,
Together minds lock,
As one they are now in collusion,
Our efforts our visitors totally block,

‘' We're The Problem Not The Solution ‘'