Life On Mars
Given that under the Mars-specific support system
I am allowed a home
I will look to making more bowls of sea
Less foam
Tired here as I am of four closing walls
I would look for space
Obviously under a shadow of a grace
Resembling your face
My brain starves for lack of oxygen
I would seek more plants
From your fondling hands
At my window
Moving to and fro
Swaying and floating in the air
Debonair
Exhausted from the societal inequality
I would ask for proportion
In the size and shape of life
Your love in all strife
No knife around
But if the same humans settle in Mars too
With your handsome features my love
Will they spare you?
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May 10, 2016
Submission for Life on Mars – Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Davey
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