Just More Pain
Heard the news? There's water on Mars.
Let's send a spaceship to investigate.
Maybe there's life up there who knows?
They may need help from us great earthmen.
We're great at giving help.
What can I do but cry out my heart?
I feel the pain, the anger, the hurt, the need.
Do you blame me for cursing my planet?
Are we fallen angels? Do we scream
in the death of night? Or consider it just a dream,
shrug off responsibility, judge these
as mere horror tales, unreal, untrue.
So many hungry people, so many homeless.
Do we care?
For they have not happened personally to us so far.
But we need funds to go to Mars.
Maybe there’s water there.
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