Image: – Tom Blachford
It seemed a good idea
At the time.
Folklore spoke of a distant blue planet
Three suns beyond the fourth last one.
Now it was in their grasp.
One looked at the other
Sensing fame and celebrity
They descended, careful not to draw attention,
But they were observed,
News spread quickly
They soon found themselves far from alone.
Out the window were people
Some had weapons
Most looked scared
“We come in peace
We come in peace”.
But to the crude inhabitants
It sounded &$*##^(^%$@&*&(.
Cron, Rron and Fron knew they were in trouble
The first rocket hit the back
The second the front
Things were dire until
They pointed their lasers
Reduced their attackers to ash.
Alone they ventured out
Found one person who listened,
Nodded, smiled, nodded once again
Gave them a cup of tea,
Showed them a DVD player.
They watched Star Wars, grunted approval,
Went back to their spaceship
Left vowing to never return.
What seemed a good idea
Could have ended in chaos.
The person who gave them tea
Wrote down his experience
And sealing it in an envelope
Addressed it to his future self.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/03/photo-challenge-279/
Morpethroad 
Interesting story. We are not kind to our own race, what treatment can aliens expect.
So true Sadje, its a good reason for them to stay away.
Indeed!
Much liked, on many levels, not least the touch of humour lurking here. 🙂
Where might we be if it wasn’t for humour 😄
Morose?
Wow! That is a gripping tale.
Thanks so much Reena
Nice one Michael. Loved the last line.
Thanks Di for stopping by
you’re welcome