I’m a huge fan of “Cosmos”, both the Nat Geo series with Neil Degrasse Tyson and the book by Carl Sagan. This poem is an ode to them and also to “The Mars Generation” and it’s founder Astronaut Abby. Enjoy!
On Going to Mars
I walk across a dry, red plain,
Towards a distant hill.
My feet kick dust untrod ’til now,
Explorer’s greatest thrill.
The sun a dim and distant disc,
Seen through a reddish haze.
Upon this rock, so far from home,
Is where I’ll live my days.
They asked me why I’d want to go,
So far from all I know.
The answer is I’ve always known,
That I must someday go.
My soul was born to bear this dream,
To carry it afar.
I’ve carried it to Mars so far,
Some day, someone, some star.
You ask of us why would we go,
Truth is we cannot stay.
If we stay tied to just one place,
We’re bound to end one day.
But as we spread beyond the Earth,
Each falt’ring step we take,
Will buy our species one more chance,
A better world to make.
Cheers, Winston