The Moonbat

Those astronomers –

So unimaginative –

Would have you focus

And adjust your lens

To see what’s right.

But in doing such

You lose the moonbat.

What are moonbats?

Why should you care?

Many a Galileo and Copernicus

Have asked the question.

The scientific mind might

Call them specks of grey

Or interference.

Yet I am here

To tell you different.

Moonbats used to live

Throughout the galaxy

When insects flew as

Stars in open space.

But they died out – galactic warming –

And bats took refuge on the earth and moon
Where they ingest, refract the solar light

For sustenance.

The lunar habitat, though small

Blessed bats with a lovely view.

As nighttime comes they still

Will flock to catch a glimpse.

With their ears – once listening

The depths for food –

They hear humanity,

The crust and core.

But we – so apt for focus –

Tune them out.