Who were they? They were explorers. You would have liked to meet them.
Their names were Sarah and Xiahou and Midori and Regina and Parvati and Andrew.
Names were important to them. They gave us each one. There were many of us.
We were shown as being called Optimus and Legion and Baymax and R.O.B. and Hal. They could have given us names like that, and etched them into our hulls and our brains made of chips and boards and circuits.
But they named us Curiosity and they named us Explorer and they named us Endeavour. These were important to them. We were important to them.
You would have liked to meet them.
What if we're not there when the others discover us? This poem is about who would be left behind.