The UFOs Cometh! - a Poem

The UFOs Cometh!

By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel)

January 4, 2007



Look! The UFOs cometh!

up in the sky

through shifting cloud

rotating, gyrating fly

the anti-gravity

absorbing white shroud

free energy spitting

grim spinning saucers

popping up even

among morning slayers

hovering at airport

like a circus freak

the glib and the gullible

scream in antique


pleasure, cold fear

hide behind shadow glass

the crook and the cook elsewhere

play golf on grass

negating all true

or false speculations

in a warmed up day

of sure jubilations


Seeing UFOs

Overpaid CEOs in screaming frenzy

even in the midst of

sober elegy

on going lament

violence in the street

ignoring blood, tears,

hawkish parakeet

the spoofing UFOs

grandly appear above

snazzy living room

through mixed jeers and love


Whatever world views may be

or may be not

whether feel cheated,

abstemious or hot

Towering diversions,

true reality

hidden in a black box cage

from you and me

the gangsters, gunslingers

knew it all along

play the card right, o' boy

or say, “so long”.


Look! The UFOs cometh!