I was given birth to in 1980 from a far away galaxy,swirling diamonds of the Andromeda galaxy,residence of stars,elliptical companions between the iluminescence of the swirling diamond also known as ellipitical M31.Martians in green pressure suites,oxygen bottles,and gamma techs in their green hands,and a space-ship of explosive provisions.Finally my planet collapsed, left a dust ring,and over thousands of years..... Banana-9 is a planet birthed inside lunar womb,out came a goofy alien,a grenn flabby plutonium,this is the one who is the Messianic one who is going to obliterate the race of opposers until their no more.This alien writes poetry on the sand-towers of volcanoes in the red planet,and it's a bearded hip-hop musican playing the saxophone on the silver moon.It's foreign to earthly booty clubs,television screen with a bunch of babies behind its glass-eyes,while parents watch their babies crawl to each channel,growing up to mimick the human behavior of the electric actors.This alien is very much in it's symphony of noise,walks around with a shackle on its feet for 8 night hours,and sleeps when the sun is smiling over the little crenallated citie,and z's float in the air from the lonely alien's bed.This alien reads a lot of metaphysical poetry of different types of religious belief systems,sociological studies,different cultural philosophys,to be able to understand humanity in its entirety.Hopefully one day could share its thoughts with someone,sometime,and somewhere....
