We are all aliens walking about
Seen anything else like us here
A definite emphathic - No!
Know anyone who destroys
The land they live on, their own
Does anyone pollute the air he breathes
Killing wantonly randomly all species
In the name of science and ease
Creating weapons of destruction
We do all this and much worse too
So, Milica, you are not far from truth
When you say - I am from the planet Zet.
I am an alien too I come from a land
Ideal an uthopia in my mind's dream
They call me a mad poet, when I speak
Ha! How foolish is the world!
enjoyed throughout........... ofcourse an another alien.........hahahahahahah..........
O my god, i never new that you have written this poem until today when my husband was looking for my site and by accident found your poem. Thank you very much Angel, i didn't realized...........i am very honored. Milica xx
We are all aliens in our the nature's prespective. The greed for superiority keeps on driving us to make destructive weapons.
science which does not have an aspect of us leads us to dangerous ends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What kind of aliens are we? Are we just driven by negative energy? An interesting write, where the fools consider you mad, what else could you expect from poor fools! :)