TUVOK

(Photo courtesy of Paramount Pictures)

 

 

 

What were his thoughts as the Borg attacked

From beyond the nebula out in deep space?

Was he thinking of his wife back home on Vulcan?

Or was he focused on the Academy's protocol strict

As Voyager's security hit red-alert?

 

Aware the crew faced assimilation,

Did he experience fear as those missiles rained down

Reducing their shield with each strike on the hull?

No. He was calmly considering manoeuvres

While the ship lurched and jerked, her electrics on fire.

 

He opened a channel for captain Janeway

To negotiate safe passage through Borg Space, but

The cyberman up there on the screen stood firm:

'You will be assimilated - resistance is futile,'

He just kept repeating. So the outcome looked bleak.

 

'Power weapons!' shouted Janeway, her patience exhausted;

Then 'FIRE!' and Tuvok immediately complied.

But their missile struck it's target with little effect:

The cube was untouched except for a graze,

Unlike Voyager whose engineering had damage sustained.

 

'Shields down to ten percent!' yelled Harry Kim,

As damage increased hit after hit.

More and more Cubes were closing around them.

'Increase weapons to maximum power!' screamed Janeway,

Now obviously alarmed for herself and her crew.

 

'Captain, may I make a suggestion?' asked Tuvok

In his characteristic monotone way.

'If you beam me on board their leading Cube,

I'll apply a mind-meld - the task would be simple

For a logical mind as unfazed as mine.'

 

With no time for debate, she reluctantly agreed

And notified Transporter Room Two.

In less than ten minutes the battle was over:

With a single Drone disarmed, the Collective shut down.

All Cubes ceased firing, their crews deep in stasis.

 

Back on board Voyager, Janeway wasted no time.

'Get us out of here, Mr. Paris - warp eight,' she cried.

And everyone cheered and hailed Tuvok a hero.

But not a hint of emotion crossed that impassive face,

Save the raising of an eyebrow, as they shot away through space.