Alien Poem by O.S. Brooks

There are people
Please understand
That go through life
Without being
Shakin

These people
usually
far from my own dimension
Live
to the fullest
of their capabilities
They travel freely
worry not about money
broken-bottled relationships
nor limitless advances
in their own personal discoveries

These people
Please understand
leave painless
when there time is up
But, they never truely die
There work
lives on
as mine dies
like the sun's warm
in my palms

I am
not of their world
They are not of mine
I am
the remarkable
opposite
I watch them shine as stars
and fade still brighter
than I could ever dream

For they are the extent
of the better parts of us

Alien
In deed