Earthlings
We send out waves into the deepest reaches of space, and deeper
We send mechanical eyes to the edges of the solar system
We are not looking for answers, we never were
Like a lonely sail boat sinking at sea, launching a flare so bright in the cusp of the darkest hours
Or when a dictator looses all their power from the burden of rebellion
Torn of all the comforts of formalities
They cower in the dampest corner, in that unbearable discomfort, when your thighs have went numb and you need to, you proceed to move but you just can't
So you toss fragments of rock in to the hall outside your prison cell, hoping for an answer
Because everyone is against you
For you are a person, and are thus the dictator of every mistake you have made
And this haunts you while you hide in the shade
Humanity does not seek truth or conclusions,
we seek help