Original Montserratians

They came from beyond the stars
In a colossal spaceship
Fugitives on a mission "seeding" trip
Found a planet blue
A planet young
A planet green
Not a trace of life to be seen

Tall and muscular
Lepidote bipeds
Greenish beige skin
Yellow almond shaped eyes
Four fingered
Large
Hands and feet
Spiked
Horned
Tailed
Tentacle
Retractable
This wicked world has never belonged to you
Man

Evolution fed to the sheep as a distraction dish
Into a round hole the square is a convenient fit
In two other words mis-educated bullshit

Addendum:
Opened my Book and I saw...
The massive mother gliding in northbound over Chances Peak
Mist covered
Surrounded by the long cylindrical escorts
A way dem a go?
So many thousands of years ago

Opened the book and I saw
Large gray and triangular
Ships over a field across from George Street 
And up ina young, young Antigua
A wha dem a do, the scabrous crew?

History
Whose story?
Not fkn yours...
Man

© 2009 Ahkenaton  

© 2009 Ahkenaton  

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