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I love myself
Love others
I love my family
And friends too.
Nationality doesn’t matter
I love the world
And it loves me.
Anyways, I love the aliens
But I’m not sure if they love me.
Copyright 2001 by lliana Berroa
I see my designer has chosen to believe that the poet is talking about extraterrestrial aliens, and of course, that’s more fun for all of us, isn’t it?
I like this poem because the writer’s boundless optimism is infectious. Some of us, on the other hand, have chosen to believe that the world (including aliens) hates us, and that, of course, can be a self-fulfilling prophesy.
