There was a visitor in the target moon,
As it reached out across the stars and blue,
It left a note and a message,
A message that will forever be remembered.
Been here for years now,
In this tiny world of stone and dirt,
Away from all that had hurt me
A visitor from afar,
Has landed safely in my heart,
I know that this is true,
Because I feel it from my head to my toes.
Is it a chance for them to see
A bomb made of conundrum
That will aim for the world soon?
From a land of beauty and water,
To the hard lands of Earth
To study and learn.
He'd walk along, and then he'd mumble some
His target, and his mission to gather some
A beacon, and a gift meant for his love.
I might have talked to you,
But I cannot tell,
What my eyes can see,
Them, another me,
In your place,
Doing exactly the same,
Things I do
About the Creator
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