An enemy of humanityA Poem by Dark PheonixKilled by drone
They never knew his name,
They never cared to know, Because he was not one them, Though he looked surprisingly human, But he was from another race, They didn't know where he was breeded, They never cared to know, Though he looked liked their own childern, And sometimes used to get a chance, To play with those 'human-kids' outside, But this didn't happened very often, Because his mentors were watchful, They wouldn't let him go astray, Go mixing with other races, They kept him busy, They kept him safe, They kept him fed, He never had to starve, The reason his parents entrusted him to them, And to have him taught, Skills and manners. He was seen everyday in clothes always the same, But clean, and that cap, which hid his head from the world outside his lodging, But even when he didn't have his cap on, They never cared to know, what thoughts dwelt in his tiny head, Thoughts of destroying and slaying that he was going to be suspected of, Or fantasies, of toys, food, interesting looking story books and sweets, He used to see their kids enjoying. So he went on living, With two different races, To which he belonged, He never found out, Because one day word arrived, From a holy land, Where people are nice and clean, And kind to their pets, And to other races, But his case was different, He was dangerous and didn't wear their clothes, Didn't eat their food and speak their tongue, And he used to carry a dirty bag, To collect food, What a foul thing to do, So they decided, Those nice people from nice lands, That creature must be eliminated, Along with all of his kind, And one day he was found... No he was not found, Perhaps he became one like the others, With the lake of red unholy blood. © 2013 Dark PheonixFeatured Review
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