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Sep 2015
Monotone, mechanical, voices,
issuing from junior aliens in their
junior-alien gladiator-space-helmets,
spoke that now famous sentence
to the children of my generation
in Saturday morning cartoons.

Was this actual, hidden wisdom,
meant for us to remember years later?

Resistance,
in our personal lives,
to the behavior
of those around us,
usually just causes that behavior
to become more entrenched.

Did intelligent, actual aliens,
feed this message into
our childhood consciousness?

I smile to think so.
Β©Elisa Maria Argiro
Elisa Maria Argiro
Written by
Elisa Maria Argiro
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