I'm from another galaxy and I'm visiting your planet.
After what I've seen, I feel sick, I simply can't stand it.
Your world has been consumed by greed and violence.
Where I come from, such behavior makes no sense.
My people have no need for laws, courts or police.
Where I come from, we've achieved world peace.
Many of you are starving and you make guns to kill.
If you're wondering if I'll visit your planet again, I don't think I will.
I'm going to board my ship in three hours from now and fly into outer space.
Hopefully you people can change, maybe there is still hope for the Human Race.
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