To the alien from realms unknown,
Who now on Earth has newly flown,
I must confess, you'll find, I fear,
Some things on this orb quite queer.
Upon this sphere, we often strive,
For things that make no sense alive,
We chase the paper, coins, and fame,
But sometimes, kindness we disclaim.
We claim to love this Earth so dear,
Yet pollute the air, the waters clear,
We dream of peace, we yearn for war,
Contradictions we can't ignore.
We speak of freedom, justice too,
Yet prejudice and hatred brew,
In unity, we say we stand,
Yet divisions grip our land.
So, dear visitor, observe with care,
The paradoxes Earthlings bear,
In our absurdity, you will see,
A complex, contradictory tapestry.