I used to pretend I was an undercover spy <br />all through my years at school and varsity – <br />it coloured an academic life with excitement <br />whenever I come across secret information <br />my antennae are out and I read all about <br />unexplained phenomena – such as the discovery <br />of a civilisation on the far side of the moon – <br />photographs taken by the lunar orbiter showing <br />a series of artificial structures – clearly there is <br />a base with geometric shapes on the other side – <br />towers, spherical buildings; large radar dishes; <br />earth is said to have received directives from <br />extraterrestrial races on the dark side of the <br />moon: Do Not Return Anytime Soon – <br />as an undercover spy I lap up all secretive <br />and dramatic statements strewn here and <br />there; all occult information that abound <br />like pebbles on a beach, just awaiting <br />interpretation – thus life becomes a game <br />of great fun and pure elation!<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fantasy-civilisation-on-far-side-of-moon/
