'E.T. Phones Home'

I'm but a visitor sent here to study you And I must admit I'm amazed at things you do This "sphere" you call a planet a study in progress for my kind We find it hard to understand intellectually you're so far behind Your surroundings seem to possess tools to survive and flourish Yet you run around in circles what you'd call a whirling dervish So many different theories we consider this quite healthy But you only have two types there are poor and there are wealthy This seems to be a problem that's been with you forever You can't seem to find a way for the two to live together As the wealthy hold their post guarding their tarnished crowns It's gettinng much more difficult to hold the poor ones down I've noticed many methods the more fortunate have explored Still the poor ones work their situation still ignored This has been the "status quo" for as long as most of you know What you fail to relize is like this you'll never grow Not grow to a level where you actually can "live" Not grow enough spiritually where you're able to forgive I must admit sorrowfully you have me entranced To confuse me or my kind you're not considered that advanced But now I must return with a message or some plan Some sort of guarantee we'll not fall prey to "Man" Perhaps we should just do this be rid of you once and for all But then we'd be too much like you intellectually very small I'll just tell them what I've seen they'll find it hard to believe As for the Love of the God you worship "Are you worthy to receive"? eak © 2001 Written December 10th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 05:01 PM PST   0 • 9