NINE MONTHS a life SAGA of THE Astronauts
They left home nine months ago,
they didn't go to war... they went to outer space!
they kissed their loved ones, their family.
and went to the farthest reaches... in a special spaceship!
They promised to return, although they knew,
perhaps that wouldn't happen...!
When they left, they knew:
the world would continue in fire and tears,
madness and disenchantment...!
Their struggles were different...
They weren't wars of conquest,
cowardly wars against the defenseless...
Other missions, perhaps megalomaniac
ideas...
THE CONQUEST OF SPACE!
They went, and there they stayed,
studying what they felt, saw...
nine months... a life!
No gravity, no movement
no normality, no wind...
No mundane, human contact...
Locked up, unable to leave,
unable to return...
new problems,
no apparent solution...
No piss normally...
No poop normally...
No crying!
Drops, any residue...
without being able to spit,
without being able to produce
any bodily fluid,
natural by-product
no artificial control
of scientific standards...
nothing human, nothing... nothing!
But thank God... they're back...
but they can't go straight to hugs!
Quarantine... various procedures,
various exams, care...
Be careful! will they be the same, ... !
or have they been born again!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2025
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