Send us a prophet,
call him Orion,
give him a scroll,
like Amos the earthman,
Jeremiah the warner,
Isaiah the seer.
Let him stroll
the land, proclaim
the end
of war on earth,
hostility toward man,
the endless shame,
or else
THE END.
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