A rockets soars,
high up in the skies
what lies below
is miniature size of me,
and a world, far brighter than we
divided we may be,
but from above the lines unseen
The dark space
and so many million lights
Light years away
a lonesome voyage
Are there aliens around
them too fleeing
selfish as we
ruining their mother planet
to explore new places to destroy
Just like we have been
looking at different places
We'd be neighbours
In the new planet of doom
We'd go in another war
Like we tend to do
We will repeat
the history
The riches will exploit
the poor yet again
the same rain of pain
Nowhere peace attained.
Something I wrote -Jan 2020