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Too Late

The time has come for harvesting.
Long overdue; we are too late.
The human race is flourishing
they have discovered how to hate.

Warlike and belligerent.
They’re not the docile race we knew
By some genetic accident.
The human race evolved into

a race of high intelligence.
Which has advanced technologies
We daren’t deny the evidence
which is presented to our eyes.

Therefore we must tread carefully
they will not fear us any more.
They’ll look on us suspiciously
Not simply worship and adore.

As they had been conditioned to
when first we landed on this star
They saw us as their guardians
come to protect them from afar.

The fools accepted us as gods
to whom they must make sacrifice.
Now time has evened up the odds
we can not hope to fool them twice.

We should just leave. It would be wise.
erase all traces we have been.
Except for racial memories
we have no way of wiping clean.

I am afraid I must confess
of what the human race might do.
The rate at which they can progress
there seems to be no limit to.

Should they suspect that we exist
They will not rest until they know
and with research they will persist.
They simply will not let it go.

Though once they were inferior
I think they are our equals now
and will become superior.
If the laws of fate allow.

Our race grows old and decadent
Perhaps its time to leave the stage.
It seems to me quite apparent
the human race will now engage.

In doing what we used to do
Exploiting every race they find
because they feel entitled to
again like us they will be blind.

To the potentiality
which younger races might possess
in pursuit of their destiny.
The speed at which they make progress.

We’ve had our season in the sun
the human race will have theirs too.
It has been so since time begun
the old must give way to the new.

2-Jul-07

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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