When
they had tested all that they could,
They discovered that Maria
was well and good.
She hadn't been harmed by the aliens four,
But she had one more test she had to endure.
They had to see
if the aliens were safe,
To live in this earthly place.
They
needed to know if they were a violent kind,
Would they kill with
no doubt in their minds?
They placed her in another white room,
And left her to her possible doom.
They pushed Max in after
her,
They had told him things that never were.
After
a moment Maria ran to his side,
Then he realized, the doctor had
lied.
He held her close, wiped away her tears,
And promised
the end of her worst fears.
"Are you okay? Did they hurt
you?" he whispered,
Maria couldn't answer, but only
whimpered.
"Max, I just want to go home!
I hate it in
this place all alone!"
The
scientists watched them completely baffled,
They had expected
them to fight, hurt, and tackle!
"Have
you seen Liz?" Maria suddenly asked,
"No, I haven't.
Have you?" asked Max.
"What about Michael," she
asked with hope,
He answered her "no" and helped her to
cope.
"I
can't begin to tell you how much,
I'm sorry for what happened,
the capture and such.
I never meant for this to get out of
control,
I'm sorry with every fiber of my soul.
I am so sorry
for what I am,
I will say I'm sorry, again and again..."
"Who
you are," Maria said amused,
"What do you mean?"
Max asked confused.
"You
said, 'what I am,' but you're a 'who,'
You aren't a 'what' you are
a 'you.'"