Funkadelic – Maggotbrain
‘Ya’ll have knocked her up.’ It was either the words that woke me up or the walls of my house shaking.
Everything was dark, still again, but a murmur as confused as me drifted through my open windows; I went outside expecting the same calm, starry night that’d put me to sleep but instead found all my neighbors screaming at each other in their pajamas.
I didn’t have any friends on the block but from what I was able to overhear, which was a lot, they’d all felt and heard the disturbance as well; some had even been awake for an entire speech, said the beauty and truth of the words had moved them to tears. What the fuck had I slept through?
The situation was strange enough to disregard familiarity, I was on my way to ask someone what was going on when one hand, a second, then a third pointed upwards; my eyes followed their direction to the sky, rather, the moon that filled it. It was the entire horizon, close enough for my eyes to identify craters, my instinct was that it was crashing into the Earth but if that was going to happen, I reasoned, it would’ve already.
Then the moon opened up – moonrocks dislodged from the split and became instant shooting stars.
I doubted anyone was looking up wishing; a rumble went through the ground. ‘It’s going to speak again!’ The pajama party went into an uproar, everyone panicked at each other in different ways; what’d happened to all of the people in the coastal cities?
‘The dinosaurs were the first guardians of your planet.’
I sat down so the earthquakes wouldn’t make me fall.
‘They resisted the temptation within your rock, lived naturally, off of and with the land. The evil which my people have imprisoned inside your planet,’
Steve from next door fired his shotgun into the ground, looked up to see if he’d pleased the Moon; the lady who lived across the street was packing her car.
‘Brought the asteroid that ended them for they were unprepared; your people would be as well, but have no need to fear such a fate.
For your kind has worked with the evil, are protected by it. You used the remains of the first guardians to heat the planet, incubate, weaken the walls of its prison.’
‘What we imprisoned was not strong enough to break the planet, but you people were.’
Houses started falling, holes opening up before there was ground; still, I watched.
‘The only reason I am telling you is because all life deserves a chance.’
The Moon shrunk, disappeared; I understood why. When lava shot up from the new cracks in the Earth I ran.
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