Dalek

I used to be a Dalek

The Galaxy’s great bane

Exterminating everything

That ever bore a name

 

My missions planned, were simple

No wounded and no graves

My interest only killing

Not profit or kept slaves

 

I wandered lonely as a star

With verfremdungseffekt

A rationale unarguable

And minimal respect

 

I trounced the Reestan nations

Who were getting out of hand

With spacecraft after spacecraft

Rocketing to foreign land

 

The Ciafranic colonies

Were dealt obliteration

To nullify resource threat of

Their wild proliferation

 

Contunbisent invaders

All were herded into silos

Indefinable their dialogue

So slaughtered thus with gusto

 

Miniscule, large, pale or tan

Agnostic or religious

Warm or tepid blood would rain

In massacres prodigious

 

Some creatures without eyes

Some creatures without ears

Some creatures without mouths

Butchered without tears

 

Ratified by blessed Peers

My work considered right

Until I turned and blasted them

To interstellar light

 

Now silently I gaze upon

My wondrous universe

No critics or provocative

Opinions to reverse

 

No need to be a Dalek now

No need to be at all

These muted constellations

Are simply lights, that’s all