They’ll come
When the days will be asphalt dark
They’ll have cobalt eyes
They’ll change our skins
Like chiffon clothes
They’ll have brains of vitellus
And a voice of dulcet dirge
An army of sleuths
They’ll surround us
Each one of us.

They’ll cling
On our bodies
When we’ll be conscious vegetables
Awake in oblivion
They’ll break any fences
They’ll possess our atmans
They’ll redesign our kernel
And define our destiny
They’ll change us forever
Each one of us.

They’ll come
As they did
Thousands of years ago.

Written for Wordle#19

Photo Credit: Ancient Aliens
Photo Credit: Ancient Aliens

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