The Silent Cooperative

An alien invasion,

The ships incommunicado

Beyond the stratosphere,

Passionless and precise,

Destroying with impunity.

The minds of Earth puzzled

As they headed underground,

What could they possibly want?

A committee was formed to discuss

The forming of two more committees.

The Internet hummed with eyewitness

Accounts of tragic, slow motion demise.

Twenty-four hour news channels

Foamed with rabid enthusiasm

Everyone had a story to sell.

The destruction continued until

The Earth lay in smoking ruin.

Agents fielded movies-of-the-week

From sumptuous bunkers, curious

As to which stars remained alive.

The blogs and twitter and v-casts

Boiled up like fragrant sewage

To choke the survivors--

An orgy of over-sharing, over-emoting

Martyred, in their digital fortresses

As they departed, the visitors

Delivered a final message to the

Survivors wallowing in misery.

The repeated message said simply:

Be quiet.