On the Life and Death of Special Agent Fox Mulder
(or Your Candy Demons)
g-morgan2@nwu.edu (Trey Morgan)

O noble agent, true to your beliefs
That interstellar interlopers rise
On earth in dark, macabre domains with chiefs
Of hidden States who plan mankind's demise.
With your discerning mind and steady zeal,
You seek their plan, no matter how bizarre,
To light the darkest deeds these men conceal;
A twisted web of lies sets truth afar.
Yet if those aliens and their abstruse
Intrigues are simply candy for your mind,
Whose sweet need is for labyrinths to educeó
The hidden truth, as well, a lie to find.
Such naked stuff your mind could not assay;
Still cries your stone, "E Pur Si Muove."