In Light Years To Describe

Purposely wasting time taken,
To manipulate minds.
In attempts to calculate,
Which minds are close to snap and break.
On a daily basis.
Making it easier to witness.
If those minds were collected.
And told to those who admit thoughtlessness,
Their were picked exclusively...
To be honored at a date,
Everyone participating will know to come.
Done to celebrate.

'I can not believe this.
Finally we are being recognized,
For our achievements!'

'Don't be stunned.
Shocked or horrified.
But truth, reality and the evidence of facts.
Are the gifts you'll unwrap.
And personally given to each of you.'

'Party pooper!
Go poop on your own parade.'

'Mock me not.
You've been warned before.
But those warnings have stopped.
People like you create your own evils.
Inside and out from bottom to top!'

'Oooo...
Is there some,
Boogey in your boogeyman, baby?
Ready to get down and funky.'

'Go ahead.
Provoke your jokes.
Smog up the air.
Choke from your own deliberate smoke.'

'No...way?
You must be a poet and not know it yet!'

'It takes people like you,
To begin yet can not end...
The miseries invited you inflict upon yourself.
Then deny you lie, backstab and deceive.'

'And don't forget we also make,
The best ham and cheese sandwiches.
No one even notices them made,
Without mayo, tomato, lettuce or pickles.'

'And...
It is people like you,
Getting what you deserve to receive.
Whether you accept, disagree or not,
The degree of punishment.
Witnessed to observe and publicly see!'

'Who has created hated?
For more of it to make?
You can not blame us,
As being followers belonging...
To a cult that worships self satisfaction.
And taking from others what they have.
Declaring it ours and exploiting the task.
As ours to grab to last and have forever.'

'Your minds.
Twisted.
Incapable to have anyone define,
Just how far out and away they will stay...
Gone.
Light years away in a Universe,
Many...
Who are experts in the field of Astronomy say,
Aliens traveling...
From one dimension to others.
Return repeatedly to Earth,
Just to hear...
The most craziest stuff said to themselves.
Then travel thousands of miles,
Destroying the way of life others enjoy.
Only for the purpose,
To build fast food restaurants...
Of all ethnicities.
With a doing to declare,
These 'enemies' are trying to replace...
An image they have of a diverse democracy!'

'Comeon.
Stop exaggerating.
Although...
I have heard it rumored,
That the fast food is delicious.
Too appetizing to refuse.
But...
People fighting to defend,
What to them represents...
A democracy to fiction the image of it?
Is WAAAYYY beyond attempting to find,
What kind of mind like that...
Fits a definition!'

'You...
Are you an alien?'

'An ALIEN?
Why would you ask me something like that?'

'You speak with clarity.
Articulate and knowledgeable.
You express a discipline and respect,
I have not experienced to hear around here.
Yet.
And you dress as if,
Hygiene is at the top of your priority list.'

'No.
I am not a refugee.
Nor...
An immigrant of undocumented,
Ethnic ancestry.
Easy to profile and questioned by the police.
Or hungry, homeless, living on the streets.
After patriotically serving time in the military.
Then treated as if I am the enemy.'

'I apologize.
It is rare to have someone like you,
Actually representing the qualities...
To see, believe and accept not being,
Science Fiction.'

'Come on.
This country is not that bad!'

'From how high and many miles up?!'

'Huh?'

'From how high up in the sky?
So many claim themselves to be,
Down to Earth.
And they are the ones,
Creating the problems this Earth has.
Searching for another like it to destroy!'