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Jul 2015
We set our sights
To the stars and beyond
Somewhere out there
There is somebody somewhere
We are not alone
All that space all over the place
I understand why no one would
Want to befriend us
We are greedy murderers
Bent on power over the weaker
We peer past the sun and the moon and the stars
An ear open to the radio
We attract attention and it may be our bane
History shows us what the ignoble conquerors
Have done to the indigenous
We don't seem to be able to get over our differences
We are unable to see the peoples as one
I am sorry for us and I don't know what to do
We may as well be a fireball hurling through space
Burning and out of control.
Irving MacPherson
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