Whispers in the Dark

Dowtown alley with a marvel wishlist

Rolling eyes with Deja Vu's and misses

A spy thriller with comedy and sickness

Sorcerous and submissive to business.

A branch with no higher authority

Tech and aliens, matching inferiority

Don't even exist to the vast majority

But famous for gatecrashing sorority.

Behind the veils of yellow tapes

See chalk marks resembling apes

Charm our way in to take estates

No mystery large enough to date.

Zero deduction with faces hidden

Galactic matters are basic mission

Reporting home base for laser fission

Wars unto stars for cheap remission.

Details are few but counts are high

Not to worry, witnesses survive Looking into us is death by nosedive

Unto shallow waters upon roadsides.

Loud explosions are norm to begin

Blood and slime just call us in

Unmasking fugitives for the win

But too quiet to not catch a whim.

Menacing enough to make them nervous

Complex enough to not have a purpose

Surveillance enough on any barren surface

Sit back, relax and thank you for your service.

By: Arman Yusuf