Invader

This isn't my home ,my world or galaxy,

I am an intruder to this life.

They come with assailment,

Ready to kill at any southern movement.

At first their masked seem real,

With opened arms,

Arms that seem warm,

But became a trap for deviant preys,

And DNA claims me to be their own,

Yet I didn't act like them,

Nor have the same codes that they contained.

On my mission to make peace,

I was given no choice  but to only have their genetics,

And continue to live with them as an invader.