Reprieve
The street are silent there is no sound.
The lack of noise is frightening.
There is nobody to be found.
I find this most unsettling.
No sign of damage to be seen
this absence is what puzzles me.
Like a deserted movie scene.
Not as busy as it should be.
My men are searching thoroughly
we keep in touch by radio.
The silence is disturbing me.
What happened here we have to know.
This was a thriving market town
A centre of activity
Then suddenly it closes down.
Bereft of all humanity
Where have the people gone and why.
There’s no sign of catastrophe
The normal rules do not apply
I can’t interpret what I see.
I call H.Q.with my report.
And they decide on quarantine.
Which seems to me a last resort
It’s their decision it 's not mine.
I merely do as I am told
Instruct my men to block the roads.
The strangeness makes my blood run cold.
I wonder what this can forebode.
Thousands of folks have disappeared
without any apparent cause
To say the least I find it weird.
There’s not the slightest sign of force.
As if they all went willingly
transported to some other place
by some alien machinery.
The product of another race.
My orders come from the top brass
nobody in nobody out
no news will be allowed to pass.
Strictly enforced I have no doubt.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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