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Space, Our Moral Duty, Part I

It’s something that I have noticed
through pretty much most of my life,
a strange malaise of spirit
that somehow just doesn’t feel right.
As if we’re just spinning our wheels,
as if we have beaten the game,
no great mission, no great challenge,
every day just more of the same.
Some people even cheerlead this,
say we should all get used to less,
that all this is how things must be,
but I say this is all a test.
A test to see if we’re worthy
of inheriting all the stars,
if we see through self-hating crap
to rise above and travel far.
Because if one thing should be clear
to others as it is to me,
settling space is not some dream,
it is mankind’s moral duty!

Because, as I look out on space,
a disturbing truth is laid bare,
most of it is void, gas, or rock,
there isn’t much living out there.
All we’ve seen if devoid of life,
which can leave a person depressed,
but this does not mean it’s empty,
it means it isn’t living yet.
Since if there is no life out there,
nothing to claim all of these worlds,
then spreading life is up to us,
to make these planets into pearls.
We can take a Mars or Venus,
terraform it until alive,
or dome a crater on dead worlds,
terraform the space that’s inside.
Since life is better than no life,
and existence better than naught,
to bring these things to all those worlds
I think is our God-given lot.
Since beyond God, all known sentience
is bound in one species, one place,
it means all those dead worlds out there
have no meaning, spirit, or ways.
And if you’re not a believer,
evolution made us like this,
to spread out for our survival,
ensure what we have will persist.
In either case it’s safe to say
the moral thing is to spread out,
to bring new life, or just save lives,
both are for the good, without doubt...

CONCLUDES IN PART II.

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