Have you ever asked yourself what is the purpose of life-   why is our history so unproven   why is there so many different stories of evolution   some may believe we evolved from primates   but others say that God created Adam and Eve   there are some who believe we were created from the soil.   I say no to this   we were created by aliens as was our entire world   for them we- are just an experiment   to be used by the aliens for scientific purposes   they gave us- such desire- so we are-   the creatures most likely to ruin our environment   they created all things, equal in the beginning   (but) throughout history, changed our psyches   Now the human race has lost its every bit of dignity   killing fellow beings as many die in poverty   self obsessed people are the downfall of society   aliens are impressed by our suicide ability.   -Bastards-   pulling on our puppet strings and   laughing as we scream and cry   they are watching us intently through the darkened skies   picking us at random to abduct and take samples from   they're recording our moves chronologically   think of all the things we don't know about life   like why our skin colours range between black and white   why are there different languages spoken in different countries   why do we hate our 'brothers'. we- all- bleed- red-   so do the animals we kill, for our game and for our meal   why do we kill all those that we consider below ourselves   what is with our society   we are selfish creatures, that are controlled by injections   from these dull eyed beings   those of grey are masters of our life   we delude ourselves that we are in control   we are simple lifeforms, we have low intelligence   we are nothing more than aliens' pets   we make aimless journeys, just to visit places we've seen   in some glossy brochure or on a screen   see the lights in the sky at night, what are they?   you stop and stare, you are paralysed by a blinding light   wake up- on steel, you are lying on your back   held down- with clamps, there's a machine above you   alien- device, testing the threshold of your pain   pierces- your eyes, with a fine needle   feel their presence, they're standing along side you   operating the machine, preparing more tests to go   they do not have mercy, they see it as a sin   they start to drill, inside your cerebrum   -you- cannot cry- forced- submission-   they force a needle into you and   you drift back to where you were   while they cut you finely and   inspect every part for contaminants   that you've induced so they can make new poisons   for the next human, on which they experiment.