Perhaps we should believe we’re all alone,
A singularity in the whole universe,
Since in our span, that’s all we’ve ever known,
Perhaps a blessing rather than a curse.
The alien invader that we’ve dreamed
And fantasized about in fictive tales
Is typically no savior but a fiend
That suffering humanity bewails.
Perhaps it’s we who are the aliens
We dream about and dread unconsciously:
For all the harm we’ve done, we owe amends
To Earth for our headstrong temerity.
If anybody comes from outer space,
Let’s pray they’ll save us from our own disgrace.