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The X.tra Terrestrial Genome (villanelle)
They own the facts and spout some prophecy
A mental aberration on a gene
No truths deter them from their fantasy
Their minds are closed to all apostasy
Unreasonably stuck on sweet sixteen
They own the facts and spout some prophecy
Their voices shrill with calls of “heresy!”
(dissension is for haters being mean)
No truths deter them from their fantasy
They preach the path of common misery,
but serve themselves, then hide behind a screen.
They buy those facts contrived in secrecy
No shame is theirs, to claim supremacy;
with Sons of God* they frolicked in the green.
No truths deterred them in their ecstasy
They never yield or offer clemency
Emoting in a constant, sweaty sheen
Those Nephilim* fulfilled the prophecy
No truth survives this star-spawned legacy
A/N: * = see "Genesis 6" for an inconvenient truth and cheers! - Dan