SCARY WISE ALIENS

The perils of scientific advancement outpacing the societal evolution has always been recognized by the wise few. But then, wild imagination is often the side effect of insomnia, so when in the late hour I was writing this post, I ended up with a far more scary thought than our potential to self destruct. That (and further sleeplessness) has resulted in yet another of my tacky poems, which follows, titled - "Scary Wise Aliens"
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SCARY WISE ALIENS

I have sometimes wondered if
There is a much wiser alien race,
Watching us from a safe distance
Somewhere a little far out in space.
If they already knew, our culture true
Or any sad part of our history,
Then most likely they will continue
Monitoring us carefully, warily.
Quietly watching us for signs
Through our daily lives and times
If we were ever to become
A threat to them or their aliendom.
Likely their finger's on a button,
Of some powerful alien weapon
Like a gamma laser or a graviton torpedo
That creates a black hole upon it's blow
Which they keep ready, pointed at us.
As humans show signs of exodus
Of leaving our planet, spreading out
Only to increase their levels of doubt.
Will they soon make a calculated decision
Mark us as cancerous, a Taliban on mission
Harbingers of a spurious logic
They'd long given up as dangerous and tragic
Is fairness here an argument
For many a species we have condemned
And thought it fair to exterminate
May not what we meted out also be our own fate?
Does my imagination run too free
If you consider our recent history
So full of blood gore and glutton
Are they out there watching us?
Are they about to press the button?