Brother Jack - Visitors

When the visitors come from outer space
Will they find anyone left of the human race
Will we all be destroyed by an evil pandemic
Because our fussing and fighting is so systemic
Republicans versus Democrats, the virus doesn't care
Lock-downers versus opener-uppers, the virus doesn't care
The richest among us, they are holed up with their maids
While the weak and the old wheeze away their last days
Scratching and clawing, we want to control what we don't know
It's got to be my way or the highway, I don't want to end up alone
Instead of the problem, we fight each other, it's an enemy we understand
I gotta have what's mine and damn my fellow man
When the visitors come from outer space
Will they find anyone left in the human race

Written by:
Jeremy Jack

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