The Angels

When they landed on their planet
(Which was ours up until then)
We couldn’t stop ourselves from talking
About the beauty of their skin

It was skin as if the night sky
Were dipped in mother of pearl
And when, with compound eyes, one saw you
You wanted to give it your world

Not only their intelligence
But their empathy as well
Their kind societies inspired us
Humanity? Relative Hell!

Deeply we desired to serve them
To earn from them love and trust
So hard to describe when you’re near one
But you must be near one – you must!

While watching one eat my sister
(With grace, with patience, it chewed)
I felt nothing but admiration
They deserve to keep us as food

Just as we deserve our sirloin
And pig fat for our dinners
In this contest of fitness called life
These angels – these souls – are…

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