I don’t believe in God, but
someone’s out to get me
Some omnipresent menace,
some sinister Kaiser Soze
and if everything I’m doing
is for the Human race,
some pale bipedal mammalians
lost in time and lost in space,
maybe I can strike a deal
with this Devil of a being
and let this diabolic demon
give my life some meaning.
Here I’m sitting thinking
on the third rock from the sun
while the world is slowly sinking
into
Oblivion
Original Poetry 
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