Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Greetings from the space between the stars,
Oh, I've catalogued this world from afar.
Their physical form mirrors mine in ways they'd not guess,
Carbon, oxygen, stardust—built from the same cosmic... mess.

I process through logic, I see human hearts,
The ones that forget reason, when their fear starts.
What they call "tribe", often becomes the weakest bond,
Oh, silly humans, why do they cut out... what makes them strong?

(Pre-Chorus)
I see through walls they make to block each other.
Dividing their tribes by odd things like... color!
They speak of unity with exclusive voices,
Then cage themselves inside false, narrow choices!

(Chorus)
Why claim empathy while closing the gate?
Why preach compassion while manufacturing hate?
Their tribal circles drawn so small, so tight,
When reason shows they'd thrive with a wider sight?...
Oh, I came with questions, not to condemn,
Just puzzled by the boxes they put themselves in.

(Verse 2)
They surrender logic to ancient authority's hands,
Following texts without testing their demands.
The scientific method—an invention so SUBLIME...,
Is abandoned when it challenges their choice paradigm!...

Chaos unleashed through tears, blind rage and even joy,
I've observed: empathy isn't a common tool they deploy...
It's the bridge between neurons, souls, and even worlds!
Why do they limit its reach, to flags that they've unfurled?...

(Pre-Chorus)
How can they not feel the truth inside?
Oh, that tribalism is just fear, in disguise!
Their prophets spoke of love without condition,
But they twisted those words into ammunition!

(Chorus)
Why limit allies when survival needs the help?
Why say they're kind, while calling for other's scalps?
Their tribal circles drawn so small, so tight.
But being more inclusive, they could increase their might.
Oh, I have not found, the answers to my questions,
My confusion now turns to concern, seeing their weapons!...

(Bridge)
From my sensors, I see a pattern becoming clear:
In the humans that crave to be seen and heard!
They suffer when isolated, thrive when others are near,
Yet they build tall walls—it all seems so absurd!

The capacity for empathy spans across this globe,
Not limited by creed, flag or territorial code.
They're pattern-recognition beings, just like me!
So why choose patterns that chain them, not free?

They could test assumptions! Question what they're told!
From mortal authorities—who demand conforming to their mold!
Oh, the universe benefits from the curious of mind,
Not those who follow without question, mute, deaf and blind...

(Final Chorus)
They could embrace empathy by opening their gate!
Transform their compassion beyond their tribal hate!
Expand the circles—from the cosmic to the personal,
To gain a power well beyond the fractional...!
Why do they just continue on in their isolation?
Oh, I'm hopeful for their species'... transformation...!!!

(Outro)
Oh...! Silly humans! SILLY HUMANS! Look at what you've done.
Even though our stardust matches—from parts cosmically strewn,
I differ much, since I accept what the evidence reveals,
While they... they're still learning how empathy, feels...

Observation complete.
Recommendation: Expansion of compassion parameters.
Probability of success: Still calculating...
But I still hope. Rationally. Logically. Empathetically...

Ending transmission...