Area 52...Part 1 Poem by Shaun Cronick

Area 52.
Located in Antarctica.
Hidden under the ice.
Deep.
Deep down.
For a reason.
Area 52.
The most heavily defended and secure piece,
Of real estate on God's good given earth.
Where trillions are spent every year.
Not to keep something out.
But to keep something in.
Locked in.
Something Evil.
Something the outside world,
Simply wouldn't dare believe,
Or choose not to.
For the sake of their own fears and sanity.
The world's and history's biggest secret.
Hidden from mankind.
For centuries.
But for how long.
For the clock is ticking.
And counting down.
All those who guard it.
All those who research it
All those who try to kill it.
To save us from it,
Know one thing.
If it escapes.
They will all die.
And escape it will.
One day.
One day soon.
They gamble their lives every second around it.
So many brave men and women.
And they know one day it will escape.
And kill them.
And billions more.
Out of spite.
Out of hate.
Out of pure evil.
Evil of the purest form.
For all the unique safe-guards,
Restraining it are failing.
One by one.
And can never be replaced.
For it's escape has been prophesied.
Two thousand years ago...

TO BE CONTINUED...