338 - "Dear alien, we kidnap you in peace,"

“Dear alien, we kidnap you in peace,”
They smiled, as the dear earth became a dot;
“We’re researching inferior species:
If you’re good, you’ll die in a zoo. If not…”
“Oh my God,” I repeated quite a lot,
Feeling abandoned, lost out in the stars,
When the chief asked me, “Which god have you got?
When I last heard, your species worshipped Mars.”
“We’ve changed to God,” I answered, “or Allah’s
His name sometimes.” “Oh yes,” said the chief, “he’s
A good friend of our own deity, but
When I was a lad they often fought wars.”
Illusions gone, despair on the increase,
I spotted a quite cute female robot.
Wed 8 Aug 2007