Satellite Head

On a frigid winter’s night.
Thirty years ago...
Sam first awoke soaked in morning’s twilight
With electric skinned ears & a weird satellite glow.

The doctor said, no, this can’t be so,
He seems to be some sort of weirdo undead...
Whatever he is how can we know?
Some sort of monster with a satellite head?

His Mother, she cried, & held him real tight.
He isn’t like me,
He isn’t quite right...
"Oh how the Lord has forsaken me!.

Over the years, they came to see...
It wasnt God, but little green men...
Steering poor Sam to such the degree
He didn’t know who, where, how, or when.

In school he studied real hard,
But nothing would do...
Check minus was scrawled on his report card.
He was lucky if he could tie his own shoe.

He fell in love with a girl, she called herself Blank.
When she was near the satellite grew.
His electric heart sank...
As she bid him adieu.

What could he do but wallow & sigh?
He never could see
The green men in the sky.
Why didn’t they just let him be?

One day, when he reached his tired wit’s end...
Sam plugged himself in to the hole in the wall.
His parent’s weren’t there, not even a friend,
to witness his fall.