One, two, three

No one would have believed

In the last years of the nineteenth century

That human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space

No one could have dreamed that we were being scrutinized

As someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water

Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets

And yet, across the gulf of space minds immeasurably superior to ours

Regarded this Earth with envious eyes

And slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us