His senses and vision were even better
even though he had aged
estimated three hundred earth years
since his craft had crashed
on this planet had to blend in or die
with a savage culture comply!
Near a mountain top in undergrowth
overtime had hidden his craft
such a long lonely existence he found
females but they withered
as he waited to contact his own race
from a distant planet in space!
Few visitors came to see him here
he was treated with suspicion
though he mastered their language
he felt no real bond with them
lived like a loner until he had urges
he was male with sexual surges!
Observing knew they were violent
a breed who he did not trust
now weary as they had advanced
rapidly with their technology
over such a short evolution span
since his exile still no plan!
His crafts equipment mostly destroyed
fears he could be detected
muted by the hope to find the means
of sending a signal home
a reluctant witness of man’s carnage
and unrelenting rage!
Now into the sixties watched landings
upon the earth’s only moon
it gave him the determination to try
cautiously gathered items
to make a transmitter to emit a signal
how long would be his vidual?
Unaware that he had drawn attention
the country’s secret service
had started watching his every move
he continued with excitement
using any viable components he found
hoping to hear a friendly sound!
Deep in thought and a finding meaning
to a long unwanted existence
turned on the newly constructed beacon
cried out with joy as it worked
he could only wait now in hope of success
had to leave this planet
but closing in was a military raiding team
would they shatter his dream?
The evening was approaching wet so cold
he could feel within himself
danger was coming knowing the sounds
around after such a long term
staring at the lit screen willing for a reply
here did not want to die!
His cabin was surrounded by armed men
also at that moment it happened
a beep blared from his crude made device
green flashing light and indicator
a faint sound also told him it was his race
his signal they were able to trace!
Heard the faint footsteps of somebody close
escaped through a tunnel
as the cabin was raided he headed away
with no intention to be caught
after living without detection for this long
could not let anything go wrong!
Reaching his ship set the self-destruction
peering into the skies could see
a speeding object heading to his location
this was the rescue ship
to take him home then hovered overhead
a beam shone his clothes shed!
Instantly elevated into the circular disk
and then the craft was gone
soldiers were upon the scene aimlessly
firing rapidly into vacant air
a huge explosion and fireball detonated
the area and men obliterated!
The alien was at last back with his own race
homeward in the vacuum of space!
The Foureyed Poet.
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