They talk through our digital lines, <br />Through the cores of our fibre optic shines, <br />Bounce off our satellite chimes, <br />Billion plus at least, day and night, <br />I am yet to know my full mind, <br />You are yet to discover your entire kind, <br />When we all sitting on the tip of our own ice bergs, <br />Why is the SETI looking at the blank sky searching for them on the other side?<br /><br />Hardik Vaidya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aliens-12/
