Are we truly a stranger on earth? See what this poet has to say about it.

MR. ALIEN

He was that our friend,

Who always takes us out then;

When we are still an infant,

From the beginning of the night

Till the sun comes out.

He lifted us up high

Up in the sky,

We played and smiled,

We felt so high.

As time goes by,

He changes his styles,

He takes us far,

Far from peers,

Even from spouse.

What a great Alien!

He wore that his lightning linen,

He loves to be in limelight;

By switching off our dear lives.

He would take us all together,

Make us one all together,

And put all things in order.

All he does is from a sender,

God sent him times without number,

To bringing down our buoyant number,

And to make us all remember;

We would soon all come together.

He is nothing but a gatherer,

Who does no work but to gather;

The stronger, the higher, and poorer,

To make them all equal together.

All human are hitch hikers

And Mr. Alien is the free rider.

(C) HYBRID

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