Mankinds Only Hope
A circular blue distorted haze, the portal as it is known,
So tangible you could feel its powerful force,
Transporting the space craft to worlds unknown
Via spontaneous computers which navigate its course.
Travel of an exquisite exhilarating kind, the most advanced to date,
A phenomenon creating a fixation never previously observed.
Transportation to surely determine mankind’s fate
The revelation that hopefully our civilization will be preserved.
With the Earth in its dying hours, some humans patronise
Refusing profusely to accept our doomed fate,
Preferring ignorance above intrigue, a failure to recognise
That this portal is our only enterprising, freedom stargate.
28th January 2020
Eight Word Challenge 1 2020 Contest
Sponsor – John Hamilton
Copyright © Ronald D Thompson | Year Posted 2020
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