The Chosen
Life on Mars.
The chosen will live life on Mars.
Leaving the unchosen to wither away.
Killing for resources.
Begging not to stay
Behind to fight another day.
While the ones on Mars have escaped
To a brand new society.
A whole new world.
Where everything is possible…
Going to Mars was once
Only a Dream.
Which means as long as we
Continue to dream than
We can learn to fly to Mars.
If we’re left behind… right?
Anyways, it won’t happen now—
Not this soon.
I bet the first neighborhood on Mars
Will be up and running by 2032.
Imagine that…
Earth not being the only place
Where human life exists.
It surely will be missed.
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Real Poetic
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I write poetry & short stories.
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Comments (4)
I think you can sign up for a mission on Mars. 🥲
Another intriguing poem, RP! You have quickly become one of my favorite authors. :) It is hard to imagine life on the red planet. This really gets you thinking . . . and it also triggered a song into my head: "Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on, Jupiter and Mars."
If Musk has his way, plans will be already in the making. I wanna go see for myself. Money talks though. I see the future through the poem. Lovely.
Choose me, please... I really enjoyed this futuristic poem.