A campfire story

We were told

Of things in the night

Of things so bold

They do not exist

So let them be

Out here in the black

So let them be

They do not exist

Of men eating flesh

For they are not real

They are told in jest

So stay inside

For you may be safe

For they are real

Out here in space

Core planets

Do not know,

We do

As they rape and grow

So I hope they find out

One of these days

As they are shown

Their evil ways