Moving like a predator between the cracks
a thick green mist penetrates the soil
nothing is sacred as it invades railway shacks
silently contaminating reservoirs water boil
what is this mysterious and dense thing
engulfing our lands without any resistance
gliding through churches making bells ring
weaving by grave stones on into the distance
filling streets and houses without warning
darkness makes it easier to creeps onward
a population slumbers long before morning
a malevolent mist creates a spooky sight
choking the polluted breathable air
an unnoticed threat came into the night
in our atmosphere not with us to share
all our devises of detection have no affect
against this invisible creeping alien spore
the whole human race it intends to infect
starting to come up through the floor
while asleep this an undetected spawning
from within the planets deep heated core
like storms and quakes come without warning
how easy to destroy we are not safe any more
we do not respect the planets delicate fabric
if a superior race wanted earth for their own base
defences futile against natures might in most cases
what chance against an advanced alien race
the green mist thickens now circling the surface
as creatures start to emerge humans to replace!
The Foureyed Poet.