Take The Hill

My shortwave intercepted a transmission

From another dimension

Decoded in waves of radiation

White noise and whispering

And this was the message:

You are not just an aberration

You were meant for distinction

And for importance you were destined

I ran to share what I’d learned

Consumed with elation

But to my amazement

The elders wouldn’t listen

They said, “Shut your imagination,

There is nothing beyond the visible.

Devote yourself to the legions,

And pledge assimilation.”

You left me here for dead

But I’ll see you again

You thought that I’d relent

But I’ve been through you and back again

The cover up attempts

Your cold misdirection

Your wave of propaganda

Has now been uncovered

Unmasking your deception

Has fueled dissemination

The endless motivation

Snowballing like infection

Still driven to dispel myths

Still escaping the sinking ship

Still dropping flaming arrows to the middle of the village

Still dodging their attempts

Still fighting indifference

Still amassing countless numbers as we march to take the hill

As we march to take the hill