The Visitors

Poem By Tina Ann Harvey

We grew and waxed bold, our shining image
There for all the world to see,
We changed the hoary old philosophies,
Rearranged the degenerate systems,
And no one noticed when we said good-bye;
We brought forth light for the enlightened,
Liberty for the captive,
Love for the lonely and dying,
New policies for the misguided;
We were not rewarded because we stood for truth
And executed everything to the end
Waiting for the day when the world would lift off
Its dark and cumbersome veil and see clearly again;
It was too soon, they were not ready,
Just an embryo in cosmic shell
Waiting to burst their bondage
Too cynical and selfish to listen,
And so we passed on like mist and vapour
Pressing back into the multicoloured foliage of life
Until they grow enough to understand.

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