Voices

by Razzle

A very short poem about Seven of Nine's experience of being unassimilated by the crew of Voyager, and welcomed into their "collective". Sort of free style.

Vessel detected. Species Number 5618.
One thought, so many voices.
There is safety and comfort in numbers.

"Your attempt to assimilate this drone will fail!"
One voice, so many thoughts.
Alone... confused...

"We're here for you, Seven."
"You're not alone."
"You can join us."
So many words, so many voices.
One... among friends.