Transformations

by Kiwi Lee Scipio

A poem style of my own creation. The autobot is thinking about his new home on his way down. I don't remember why but I always think of Kup when I read this.

Trasformations

As I fall from the sky

I trasform to have a parashoot

Fall I will to the ground

From the hights I love so much

The telling tale of robots

Sky-diving as I am to the earth

I try to find what I am

Trasform to form some earthly thing

To show that I am not of this world

Have I been abandoned here?

A love of what's above

Parashoot above me, ground below me

Fall to the ground,

I wonder where it is

Will it come up appon me

To be the unexpected

The world I now live in

Ground, will you ever appear?

From what will I return?

The love of what's above

Hights above, ground below

I can't wait to be back home

Love the old planet I came from

So much was left behind

Much I will never forget

The old world I am from

Telling me that I will return

Tale of old

Of love

Robots that will never be forgoten

Sky-diving to the ground

As the ground comes closer

I fear that I will never see it here

Am I to ever find the ground?

To be the one to help my friends

The earth their new home

Earth, my new home