by Nick Gisburne
Your world is not a place we understand
A willingness to kill what you create
On every other planet war is banned
But here you worship violence and hate
An overwhelming urgency to fight
Is fuelled by ambition, envy, greed
Your fate will be an everlasting night
Unless you take the medicine you need
We offer the machinery of peace
A single, simple option to be free
The war, the pain, the suffering, will cease
Prosperity for all, if you agree
Refusal? Such a curious reply
We cannot help you. No one can. Goodbye
