Mission To Mars
Drops of oil on fertile soil
Burning cars heading for mars
Drips of fear a flaming tail
Hearts exploding like old stars
A journey to tomorrow
Holding on to a kite string
Thoughts opposed in the mirror
A new world to plant a new spring
Minds charting new maps
Exploring the smell of new life
Water taps gashing out dry crops
Tasting the will to endless strife
The ambassador of a new world
To establish a new alliance
The mouth has no words
To accept that we’re the aliens
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015
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