We Come

We don’t come to bring you down.

You do that to yourselves.

Travellers here from far-off lands,

Others follow,

There are plans

 

You’ll never know.

We won’t tell all

Till passing time reveals.

The nature of our purpose here

Travel, space conceals.

 

Treasures hidden in the stars

Voidal,

Vacuum, space.

No, we don’t come to bring you down.

You do that as a race.

 

We don’t settle once we come.

Ephemeral passing,

Little here to seek.

We, as voyeurs, write the heavens.

Chaos and cosmos speak.

 

We don’t bring censure,

Admonishment,

That’s not for us to try.

Mere observations for firmament’s

Unfolding, endless sky.

Vacuum

Love expired,

Ended, cast out,

Burnt for the flame

Of self-sacrifice.

Martyrdom shot to hell.

Vacuous vacuum

Tenderness trod on

Troubled times

Tears and recriminations

Bitterness ensuing.

Hollow-filled

Hurt

Tears

More tears

Down

Deeper and down.

Phoenix rise

Burnt out

Rise

Refill the feelings

Let life live again.

(14/9/07)