stardate unkown a poem by me.

it has been nearly 500 years...
No one remembers why...
All we know, is who to shoot...

Out in space, armed with your phaser,
a scared face, an enemy, fire.
Death is on your concious,
it is in your mind,
Death is in your memory,
it is all that you can find.
Us against them,
good against evil
fire again,
stardate unknown.

Written by gmmll123, a source of poetry from me!

if u wanna see my other poem, its a bit shorter and much weirder, kinda outsider artist stuff... go to:
http://www.authspot.com/Poetry/The-Poem-of-Reality-of-the-Life.902835