HelioA Poem by Rikkevi Rue a very long poetic story...about the lot of human kind Floating down in a silver shimmer luminous flight- reflects a sheen never seen yet so familiar other world “we’ve never been” whirling cloud of mist surrounds a storm cloud settles on the ground. Ship of the stars- imagined long leads a fleet a thousand strong like storm clouds marching ever on stretching out ‘cross the heavens alas they come, at last have come. Her shields protect from danger- all advanced beyond Earth’s weapons- null with alien kinesis parts the hull glimpse inner light- ethereal with silent grace a platform lowers reclining on his throne-like bower the scepter wields, elite command their leader steps upon our sands. “Hail, Oh men of Earth” he cried his calm commanding voice did rise demeanor standing tall and wise deep grey omniscient piercing eyes “beseech your leaders gather hither from every nation here deliver ten thousand years have finally passed to reckon we have come at last the trial you now must fail or pass.” Before him then Earth’s leaders gathered from every continent-all that mattered none excluded, groomed or tattered for but a few belief was shattered.
the task was squarely in your hands to guide the fate of planet Earth we left you here to test your worth. Commandments were suggested then sage scriptures given to your kin that you might climb back up again rejoin the ranks of civil men.” A silver light then shown from in the ship, on an invisible screen projected to the air surrounding all those men in wonder gazing towering in living color historic scenes of Earth- The Mother recorded in the aliens annals from secret satellited cameras the dawn of man in pictures hovered full story of Earth’s past recovered. “From planet Home- the Justice Hall you each were measured ‘gainst your fall your guilt was in the record-entered the question of your sentence-tendered ‘Send down to never waking sleep for deeds we will not here repeat, or place within your hands to keep, the future path to stray or cleave?’ Quick memory wipe no trace to leave then sent to Earth your fate to weave.” “Here let the reckoning begin to valuate your worth again your actions past in every land the consequence from sand to sand upon Earth’s face your mark now shows from mountains high to valleys low w’er done with love or done with hatred the evidence you have created.” Where stand now those cities burgeoning gracefully built from artists urgings? Their simple beauty- chests to swell proof that men could yet do well. Where now the pride of Athens, Sparta Minoans Crete, Phoenicians Carthage graceful Knossos, fair Mycenae? Nowhere to be found today. Grecian architecture-sculpture gone with Egypt, Rome, their culture gone are Mayans, Aztecs, Incas little left but ruins and trinkets. Efforts great we made to guide you from afar space aid supplied you! Even those you built yourselves grand cathedrals, gothic wealth inspired within your middle ages few survived your wars and rages. Now decayed and ruinous falling from your vain incessant squalling culture raised by Renaissance destroyed by hateful ruler’s flaunt. Where shines the light of Alexandria greatest library of the land yet all the books, wise scrolls and pages gathered there from down the ages? Ancient beauties from the East lost for want of lasting peace. Persian leader’s grand Persepolis all the wisdom that they brought us gone with Babylon’s hanging gardens such a loss that few could pardon… No porpoise, whale, grey seal or otter frolic now beneath the water no teeming schools ten millions strong now grace the Oceans with their song the skies are void of winds disciples driven way by jets and rifles albatross, condors, eagles, falcons ne’er return in vain we hearken currents only they decipher waves of wind to surf-delight or perhaps to skirt the path of man perhaps to make their own last stand. Where stand those vast primordial forests sequoias, redwoods commune-in-chorus silent to those deaf of sentience racial memories reached back millennia. Home of boundless life and beauty natures balance-kept, their duty creatures horned and furred and feathered harbored succored from harsh weather greatest breadth of life there spanning, by divine omniscient planning Now your populations starving riches of the earth you’re carving governments exploit their people morals sliding to a deep hole children are controlled by mind-drugs only chance is gangs-or-be-thugs more and more devoid of conscience How do you explain this nonsense? First Earth’s leaders stoned to silence this- no problem solved by violence finally they tried explaining visibly his patience waning stern and cold the alien staring pierced the gaze of each, uncaring “So these crimes we here decry though you shirk-you can’t deny! Soon their will be nothing left here” sweeping cross the scene his scepter. Shouted then Earth’s people-gathered “they condoned the crimes that mattered!” Pointing lamely at their leaders lacking shame, scared sick defeaters chided stern the alien speaker “Is it them or you is weaker? clearly this has been your failing empowering those create your ailing before you seek to blame these men remember you elected them!” ------- “Now you’ll see the fate awaits you let the truth within debate to view with reason all you’ve fostered sadly, for your Earth you’ve lost her.” Once again the air surrounding filled with towering pictures mounting planets small and planets lofty each revolving slowly, softly pictures zoomed up close to explore shrinking back they gasped in horror There before them captured beauty every other planet truly bountiful with life resplendent every form that on Earth ended verdant forests, emerald waters every species nature offers all with people so harmonious evidence Earth was erroneous. Then the scene with darkness filled to deathly silence all was stilled world of light to darkness blackening an orb like Earth with all life lacking all the waters turned to acid all the life forms dead and flaccid in a cloud of purple gasses round the planet slowly passes spirits lost beyond all mending frozen orbit never ending. Jolting upright drenched at waking icy sweat his pulse hard-racing just as horrid as it seemed thank God that it was just a dream panicked by the image hurling in his dream the purple swirling drawn back to the present day fear unpleasant sure to say from the couch as he is rising hears the TV, voice despising country’s leading politician clearly stating his position: “Something must be done this moment curb this vile uprising foment ignorant these vain protestors like a foul disease that festers what know they of nature’s design they’re just drunk on protest’s wine vainly touting their own wishes over a few birds and fishes? One day they will come to thank we who lead, respect our rank” Numbly the man sat back down deep despair grew from his frown sinking slowly to his couch worry bending to a slouch he wondered if it was too late, what would be his planet’s fate? Meanwhile far far out in space past Earth’s atmospheric trace floated a peculiar ship ‘cross the universe her trip cloudlike swirl peculiar vision waiting to fulfill her mission…
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Added on January 18, 2011Last Updated on January 28, 2011 Tags: space opera, fantasy, aliens, earths end, nature, environmental awareness, small mindedness Author
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