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Lucas Mar 2021
Hi
from the night sky

We roam the void, devoid of any fears
Our blue sphere behind, a red one ahead
Headed to a rock so silent and dead
And yet, back home, there are cheers

Remember us as we make it to Mars
The two robots rumbling, raising sand
Sent to examine, excavate, explore
Plucking wonders from the ore
Wandering around the wasteland

A land of dangers and dunes and dark and dust
And crust and cold and craters and clouds

High
in the white sky

Remember us as you gaze at the stars,
For when times are tough and severe
As they veer towards war and cruelty
To peer into the abyss and, yet, persevere
Is nothing less than a lesson of ingenuity

Remember your Promethean flame
Its blaze, the bravery; its ember, the brain
With that fire you made us wings
This burning desire to be airborne is our bond

As we dare mighty things
With a yearn to belong
From the pond to the sea to the ocean
to beyond!

We'll remember men kindly
longing,
And hope, perhaps idly,
That mankind is coming
right behind

Clouds occlude our view as you
Hide
in the bright sky

And, still,

A blue dot ought to be there
To believe, even being small and pale
That it can dare to achieve such a tale:
The dark is not too much to bear

G'bye
from the night sky
The human spirit ever soars
And always perseveres
“Dare mighty things”
Stirs vision’s wings
We triumph over fears

With unity - we act in faith
And step by step we build
Our aims attain
And then we strain
Toward goals not yet fulfilled

All obstacles - we push aside
We think and innovate
Reaching higher
With minds afire
Success becomes our fate

We can surpass our differences
United - Earth can stand
And then we’ll see
Prosperity
Increase across the land
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I wrote this on Thursday during the landing of the NASA Rover on Mars!  The landing was inspiring to me and to millions of others across the world.  It was fun to see the motto "Dare Mighty Things" on the wall in the back of one room during the landing.
We have come too close
To prove that we actually
Are bad—the aliens
We’re seriously thinking about
Landing and being habitats
Of a dead planet—Mars
Whiles we’re gravely destroying
Our livable and lovely planet—Earth
Our activities have been polluting and destroying our planet. Instead of limiting the way we do things to be able to leave a livable place for the future generation, we’re talking about conquering another. So, what shows, that, even if we successfully land on Mars, we won’t send our destroying and egoistic nature as a human race to destroy that also?
Savio Fonseca Dec 2020
The space between Us,
is far too Great.
Come a bit closer,
so We both can Mate.
The Sky at Night,
holds all Our Dreams.
I shall sail your Boat,
on Moonlit Streams.
The Sun wants to Know,
how U light up My Night.
The Moon wants to know,
how U glow so Bright.
To Me....U are the Moon,
in a Galaxy full of Stars.
Tonight We go exploring,
Our Passions on Mars.
Ariana Solo Nov 2020
If women are from Venus 

And if men are from Mars

We both need to make a move

To meet each other in the middle

On Earth

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Men and women are from distinct planets—men from Mars and women from Venus

- John Gray

♀️♂️♀️♂️♀️♂️♀️♂️♀️♂️
José Vaca Sep 2020
I woke up this morning in an orange dystopian world. An eerie darkness filled the room as a faint rusty glow bled through the blinds. Profound silence swept the streets and with it all forms of life vanished. My breath and the beat of my heart were the only things that reassured my existence. A viscosity that of molasses filled the air weighing down gravity itself, or at least it felt like it, as my body lethargically swam back towards the dark depths of the room. The curiosity within me sought external perspective so I dialed into the digital realm. What followed was disheartening to say the least. People from all over questioning if this was the end so nonchalantly, exposing the desolation that’s taken their lives hostage. I ask myself, how is it that we are so quick to **** ourselves? How is it that we’ve grown incredibly numb in a state of great psychological stress? I ask as the answer stares me in the face. Optical dopamine beaming into my cornea penetrating parts of me I thought only I had access too. Altered genetic code, altered state of mind, altered fabric of space and time, altered reality.

Still, I cling on to the utopian beliefs that veil my unwavering optimistic heart... and I pray.
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