Send a Land-Craft To the Planet of the Poor

Atlantis, the last of the spacecrafts, left this exterior of world For the scientific expeditions and to discover something new. Such heroic spacecrafts search new planets, aliens and herald New discoveries to us that delude our conscience like the dew. Send no more spacecrafts to search Aliens (even if these exist) But send some Land-crafts to the Planet of the Poor, this Earth. The Poor wait, starved and neglected, with an empty open fist Where to born as destitute is a Curse and cursed is every birth. A single gram of meal for an Astronaut costs more, yes, more Than the whole year cost of a poor man who lives to struggle. Send a Land-craft, at least, to this unexplored planet of poor, You will discover luminescence of God in their simple smile.