Down from the heavens came
twilight of a fading age
Worry not, they come in peace
where have I heard that line before?
Aquarius is spinning round
spill the bucket for a flood
They have watched us all this time
thought eventually we’d get it right
No hope in that course they see
a buried species below the sea
Like Atlantis, we had our chance
pray the next seed grows with grace
Scott Thomas Outlar writes about this, that, and occasionally the other. His work can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.