I killed the hive out of self-defense.
\nThe busy world of a galactic dream.
\nI spread the poison
\nover the entrance to their city,
\na thoroughfare of workers and warriors.
\nThey had invaded the sphere of protection
\nfor my family,
\nchildren unaware of trespassing
\non their precincts.<\/p>\n
I could not negotiate the terms of surrender.
\nPrevail on their alien intelligence.
\nProtect them from my arsenal of weapons.
\nSo it was done.
\nI did what I had to do,
\nsorrowfully and with regret.
\nIn the morning I surveyed the metropolis
\nof their exquisite geometry.
\nThe discipline that had been
\nthe culture of an admirable life.<\/p>\n
I saw stillness.
\nNot a sign of flight or construction.
\nEverything that was beautiful
\nand vibrant was destroyed.
\nI had preserved my own kind,
\nsafeguarded their health
\nand understood that compassion
\nis not salvation.
\nSomewhere,
\nwill a superior force or entity
\nlook at us and say,
\nenough is enough,
\nand do what it has to do,
\nleaving our cities silent and destroyed,
\nthe ellipse of a moon?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I killed the hive out of self-defense. The busy world of a galactic dream. I spread the poison over the entrance to their city, a…<\/p>\n