working title.....who knows?

not know till i have put down the first line?

Are we the misfits from another world?

So far and deep in space?

Were people dont tolarate greed and wars?

The colour of skin

Or a persons race?

Where a persons only worry

That they will turn out one day

Like the people down here on earth

Let Hate Not Love.

Rule our lives

Hate is the order of the day

The End

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