With the technology we amassed from our space friends,
we have advanced communication that goes to the outer ends.
Why hasn’t the human race come this far in thousands of years?
We are like barbarians to other planets I do hear.
We are still killing each other in war,
we are can’t get leftover restaurant food to the poor.
But we can make bombs to kill the planet like never before.
Our priorities are messed up,
if the space people wanted to kill us
like the movies say,
they would of already had their way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem