Look who has jumped into this fandom! I fell in LOVE with this movie for some reason, although it is COMPLETELY out of my caliber. I guess it's because I love the aliens. The Poleepkwa design is amazing, and I love the characters Christopher and Oliver.
I know poems don't really fit with this movie, but I whipped this out on paper late last night, liked it, and typed it up. I hope you all enjoy!
~Cel Rainstorm.
My Father
My name is Oliver Johnson
I was born in District 9
Although it's never easy,
I get along just fine.
District 9 is a dangerous place
Where all the Poleepkwa live
All the humans call us "prawns"
I do not like that one bit.
However I know, deep in my heart
Despite living in this awful place
My father, Christopher Johnson
Will always be there to keep me safe.
My father is tall and proud
And he's really smart as well
He's secretly rebuilding our ship
So we can escape the place called hell.
I look a lot like my father
'Cept his eyes are amber and mine are blue.
He tells me we're going home someday
I know one day it's going to be true.
I love my father very much
He protects me every day.
Whenever a human tries to pick on me
My father steps in and they have no more to say.
My father is always there
He'll never let anyone hurt me
He'll snarl at aliens, growl at humans
Because those guys aren't too friendly.
My father holds me close at night
To keep the chills at bay
And whenever a nightmare wakes me up
He'll hug me tight, "Oliver, its okay."
Sometimes my father is strict
Sometimes he is stern
But I know that no matter what happens
Away, he'll never turn.
Living in District 9
Never will be easy.
But I know I will always love my father
Just as much as he loves me.