Area 51

As the title suggests, this is a poem I wrote the day of the Area 51 raid. You see, I wrote this as I it happened, as I and many others stormed the gates to the base. However, humanity's memory of the actual incident was wiped mere moments after, so we all think that nothing happened. This is, according to me, the truest account of humanity's greatest triumph, right next to the movie Shrek, that is.