An Alien on Earth
An Alien on Earth
This is a strange land
Why am I here?
A mysterious hand
Picked me up and threw here.
I walk on all fours
And see with my heart
They walk on twos
Looks as if they have no heart.
I looked at them with compassion
They looked at me with passion
They want to kill me or maim
While I have no such claim.
They kill and fight wars
Leaving behind scars
Of people dead and injured
Maybe millions or a few hundred.
Mysterious hand
Take me home
This is a strange world
Where aliens kill aliens.