The Watch On Venus
(Part Five)
For the first time in the
history of Venus,
The turmoil below is greater
than the turmoil above.
They're killing each other down
there,
And we're powerless to stop it;
all we've
Managed to achieve so far has
been to send
Nine friends to their deaths.
The Greys have seen it all before,
twice.
They saw it happen on Mars, they
saw it
On Earth. We know they intervened
successfully
On both occasions, so why are
they sitting back now,
Calmly watching Venus tearing
itself to pieces,
Doing nothing while we die trying?
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The Grey is crying.
Tears from his great almond eyes,
Well and overflow to his soft
cheeks,
Lingering briefly before falling.
Reverence of Pure Greys prevents
any
Others from offering comfort,
as if there were any
To offer. Only the Greys know
that Venus will never
Complete the cycle. There is
no comfort in that.
Still, we do what we must.
The Grey knows nothing
Of the deaths, although the Martians
have sung to him.
We have maybe two thousand years
at best,
To make contact.
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Black upon black, darkness
incarnate approaches.
The Grey Mothership alone is
equipped to sense
These anomalies. And it does.
It appears we are soon to have
visitors.
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