Omega On Alpha 2
The vermin spread like humans across the planet
Without restoring or replenishing
The other life forms were slowly driven to extinction
Leaving the pestilent invaders to devour themselves one by one
Till all that was left was a bleak, cold
Spinning in the solitude of space.
(Previously published in Niederngasse, January 2000, Issue 5; The Poet's Porch, May 2001)