i do not have a name
no one has ever seen my face
yet, i am feared by all
because when i come, i destroy your place
i don't show no digression
i don't feel any pity
i destroy all there is
from the largest continent,
to the smallest city
perhaps, you can call me the Cleaner
because i rid worlds of their filth and disease
i have no plan for the final blow
i simply do, as i please
i was sent here to Earth
by a very special request
to clean up this tiny planet
give my master, a well deserved rest
but now that i have seen your world
my plans are back on the shelf
i don't need to destroy this planet
you're doing a great job ...
all by yourselves
YOU ARE READING
200 Poems (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)
PoetryA challenge to write 200 poems between November 1 - December 31, 2016. Please support the others who have accepted this challenge. Follow them at #200poemchallenge. (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)