Two Humans Left

My federation sent me New planets I must find To broaden our horizons Life of a different kind Some where in this quadrant A radar blip prompts me Warp to the contact Await and we shall see Destination reached As I view this world My receivers pick up Signals, two I heard One from a place called England One from a place called France To hear the sound of life Keeps me entranced My computers confirm the above My hand held detected so To listen on their language To see what tells me so A broken mix of two With a similar strain Do I detect a difference Humans going against their grain One invites the other The other not so keen One is rhyming history Calling the other mean Whats the reason for this Computers can you tell? It seems to be the trait of one To tell the other to go to hell? There seems to be more clarity Signals coming through It's a man and a woman I pray they have virtues too In my travel capsule I speed down to their lands Invite them to a meeting And possibly hold hands If this does not work What I am to do Head back to my spacecraft Hey guys it's up to you? " Based on a comment by Ronald Bingham "