They come down from the light
that blinds
our eyes.

They come down from the heat
that bursts
our hearts.

Killers with vast heads
that batter our shells into
fragments.

Leaving
our bodies vulnerable
to the ocean
and
murderers' open jaws.

Killers with teeth
that rip and shred
our tentacles.

Leaving
us defenseless
to their terrible appetites
and their empty stomachs.

Our great and vast nation
in the
dark and cool
depths
of the oceans.

Always to be prey
to the
killers
of the terrible heat above us.

Always to be victims
to the
slaughterers
of the blinding light above us.

Scott E. Green has been active as a SF/F/H poet for over twenty years. He wrote the first and only reference work on SF/F/H poetry. Currently he is the President of the Science Fiction Poetry Association.