Occupant by Denny E. Marshall

Denny E. Marshall

Large crowds gather as the UFO lands
Edge of the runway lined with red carpets
Roars of applause as the gathered clap hands
Select soldiers play welcoming trumpets

Officials and officers wait by ship
After the spacecraft makes contact with ground
Too welcome occupants after long trip
Now all has grown quite, there is not a sound

Waiting and waiting the hours go by
Leaders in charge unsure what to do next
No word or message from craft from the sky
Try to communicate with lights and text

Then they heard a voice at end of the day
I am a robot they could hear it say.

1st Published in Pablo Lennis


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