For my readers, followers, friends and all those who doubt my connection to our unidentified Aliens, my “Mothership” landed for a visit today, to check-up on how I was handling the planet earth’s present dilemmas, and I’m afraid I had to report that the situation here is stagnant and quite grim.
Zap, a gigantic lightening bolt precedes a mystical power surge
Traversing the cobalt skies, like horizontally sleek outriggers
Vividly scoring chords to hang our every word on
Like musical lines, writing out our lost dreams and regrets
Sound-waves echoing, poles apart, going north, south, east and west
Conducting iridescent lights over our purple and orange sunset
Vibrating quasars, pulsating from deeply inside, outer-space
Focusing towards the huge magnetic Receiving Dish, signalling “An Arrival”
Recording a celestial traveler, singing with an angel’s voice
Resonating sweetly, like Handel’s, Messiah Hallelujah Chorus
Translated into our universal language of symphonic sound
Digitally televised for the world’s population to simultaneously view
The Super-Sonic Cosmic message to be heard loud and clear
“We’ve returned to your degraded planet earth”
“To again, bestow upon you, Peace And Goodwill”
“Like we’ve done before, Eons of Millenniums ago”
Ivor Steven (c)
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 