Full Disclosure

The gleaming silver saucers fly

formation in the inky sky.

They merge into a glowing eye

that blinks the message "Please stand by..."

The awe-struck sheep obey.

The eye transforms into a screen

of untuned static, then a scene

of eerie figures: gaunt and lean

with bulbous heads, all glowing green.

I touch my gun and pray.

A sudden awful screeching sound

then knocks us reeling to the ground.

Their leader wears a puzzled frown.

then tilts its head and looks around.

"Sorry!" says a voice.

"My fault! The Psychic P.A.’s gain

was set too high for human brains.

I'm sure that once the buzzing pain

subsides you’ll all be right as rain.

It wasn't done by choice."

I double-check that I'm not dead

then stagger to my feet. Instead

of running, shake my pounding head.

I don't believe a word they've said.

All of this is wrong.

Aliens don't make mistakes.

I know that every move they make

is part of an elaborate fake

that’s obvious to those awake.

...They've been here all along.

I felt the truth deep in my bones

before I learned from Alex Jones

that they can track us through our phones

and set their hunter-seeker drones

On those exposing lies.

My doctor still insists I’m ill:

“The Government's not out to kill

your kids.” She tries to test my will

but I already chose my pill:

The red one opens eyes!

"Where were we?" asks the Overlord.

"Ah yes, I'm streaming from aboard

our Mothership which heads on toward

galactic regions unexplored

and want to say: farewell!

As some among you surely know,

we came here quite some time ago

and tried to guide your species so

you wouldn't go extinct, although

quite frankly it's been hell."

This throws me just a little bit.

Did they really just admit

that they, in secret council, sit

above a state that's counterfeit

and sells our species out?

Well, I'm not falling for this show!

E.T. can't just appear and go:

"The New World Order says hello!"

There's clearly more to this and so

then what's all this about?

“We, Illuminati send

our deep regrets, that in the end

we can’t continue to extend

a hidden helping hand or spend

 more labour on your needs.”

The figure gives a weary sigh,

“Your species seems so keen to die

despite our efforts, which is why

we’ve made the call to say goodbye.”

“Don’t go!” the sheeple plead.

It sadly shakes its ovoid head.

“What would you have us do instead?

Hide away, and pull your threads

like puppets? Keep you safe and fed

and captive as our pets?

We don’t do that stuff. Now look around

and note the problems that abound.

You’ll see a single cause is found:

We cannot keep you safe and sound

when you’re the biggest threats!”'

...But all the people chanting now

are begging them to stay - somehow,

they’ve all been tricked to scrape and bow.

They’re shameless traitors! But I vow

that I’ll not kneel tonight!

The crowd around me’s begging when

I spy among them hidden Men

In Black disguised as CNN.

They’ll try to lock me down again,

but not without a fight!

“Please stop. It’s time we face the facts:

our only choice is making tracks.

We didn’t want to turn our backs-

You burned us out, you maniacs!

Illuminati, out.”

With that, the leader makes a sign

of peace. The signal goes offline.

The flying saucers briefly shine,

zip over the horizon line,

and suddenly... I doubt.

This can’t be right! This should be where

the Globalist Cabal declares

a war on folks like me who dare

to sound the freedom trumpet’s blare

and lead in the attack!

They’re not supposed to run away.

I’ve been waiting for the day

when I’m proved right and get to play

the hero. Then my kids would say,

“We’re sorry, Dad. Come back.”

Is it the case that I mistook

my role? Am I a fool that’s hooked

on fables sold to me by crooks?

A man beside me says, “You look

like you could use a drink.”

I badly wanted to belong

to something bigger and feel strong

and valued. Did I... all along...

Did I somehow get it wrong?

NO! That’s what I’m meant to think.