So…. my muse appears to have taken somewhat of a sabbatical. I’m way behind on this with just two days to catch up. Without further ado…

On The Necessity For Space Exploration

The black so deep there is no end,

This is the road we take.

There’s all we need, all we could want,

And so this trip we make.

We claw our way up from this well,

Regardless of the cost.

The future of our race at stake,

We go or all is lost.

It may not end tomorrow night,

And prob’ly not next year.

But end it will, there is no doubt,

Each day brings it more near.

So we must go traverse the black,

Far from our childhood home,

Ensure the future of our race,

To far, and strange worlds roam.

You say there’s so much to do here,

To solve all of our woes.

The money that we spend on space,

Is better spent on those.

The truth is this it matters not,

How grand we make things here.

If this is where our race must end,

It’s all for naught I fear.

So let us go back to the moon,

From there go on to Mars.

And in some far unknown year,

Find our path to the stars.

Cheers, Winston