An alien resides among you.
He has disguised himself well:
He has no green skin
He has no almond-shaped eyes
He has no pointed ears
But he is not one of you.
He looks like you
He lives like you
He is Martian
And he is not one of you.
Alien among his own kind
Alien among others
He does not think like you
He does not act like you
And he is not one of you.
Where does he belong?
Does no one know?
He was driven out
so, so long ago...
Have they forgotten him?
Those who excluded him?
Have they accepted him?
Those who included him?
What is this alien among us?
Is it a human? Is it a Martian?
What does it want from us?
What do we want from it?
Should we accept it?
Or continue to fear it?