Red Paint

I thought I heard a sound outside

At the edge of my perception

I could not make it out clearly

Nor tell from which direction

But then I heard it once again

There was no mistaking this

This sound had no clear word for it

But a sound I couldn’t dismiss

Its droning became incessant

It was time to take a look

I opened up the outside door

Immediately, my body shook

I shook quite uncontrollably

And soon my limbs felt numb

I tried to turn to go inside...

Hey…where did they come from!

A blazing light turned night to day

Something hit me like a bolt

A beam, plumb unescapable

Delivered quite a jolt

Somehow, I heard them say “relax”

And found I shook no more

As they approached…more like a zoom

I dreaded what was in store

Thankfully, I still had faculties

Muscle movement, I seemed to lack

That’s when my eyes closed

All went black

Next, I knew, I was on my back

I saw movement all about

They appeared in a blue haze

Didn’t know if I’d been here for minutes

Or whether it had been days

I detected an aroma

And then another wafted by

Each being seemed to emit a scent

One even smelled like pumpkin pie

With the thought I should voice my protest

They all turned and peered at me

“We’re ready to communicate.”

Wait…were they...talking...to me?

“Clearly, you would like to speak.

We, too, have things to say.

You do not need to speak in words;

We don’t hear or speak that way!”

It took a while to digest that

They waited patiently

I’m sure they heard the maelstrom

In my head, loquaciously

"We've come to take the red fluid

That circulates in you

It's protectant from our glowing orb

And gives shelters a crimson hue."

The previous words I thought to say

Flew posthaste from my head

I'm sure if they proceed with this

That means I end up dead

"Oh yes, human, that is the case!

We think you'll do just fine.

You've lots of rich, red fluid

which we'll drain out down the spine!"

I had to speak up quickly

They picked me? I wondered why!

But I found myself flipped on my belly

They said, "It's time to die."

I said, "Oh no, you can't do this

My blood just will not do

Why don't you let me up from here

I've other options for you."

"Oh no, human, we planted you!

There's no other option.

We grew you here for this purpose

Then allowed your adoption."

This news was more than I could stand

So stunned, I could voice no objection

As my mind raced, chaotically

They began the fatal injection

By Sharon Cunningham

From: United States

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