Landing of the Brave
By days intensely bright, the sun blinks twice
The nights so cold your eyeballs instant freeze
Yet upper atmospheric views entice
You dare to brave the ice-whipped, hostile breeze
When you look down, the ground's pockmarked with holes
And toxic gases float about your nose
The sun's gone down, and then your terror grows
Just where you stand, you'll not precisely know
On shaky surface, bare and barren rock
A baby step, you're hurtling through the air
You've leaped one hundred meters! Now take stock
The landscape here a Super-Man would scare
A lunar landing's not for faint-of-heart
Just one misstep can rip your frame apart
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