The Furthest Journey
There'll come a grim time when billions of people
populating the planet Earth will witness the incredible:
the North Pole's ice melting,
and the rushing floods rising!
Will they take the furthest journey
by building humongous spaceships able
to carry everyone: the sick and healthy
into dark space? Who will be stunned, who will tremble?
They will surely miss
the whitest moon with cold eyes,
and the crickets's cries...
while they'll emit a discontented hiss!
After landing, will the officers of those spaceships
subdue each alien with their laser guns?
What if those aliens were more advanced than they are?
Wouldn't they have wished not to have traveled too far?
It's wiser to stay on Earth and find better solutions as we go;
we get steady light from a star that lasts 'till vanishing dawn,
and we have rain to make trees and flowers grow...
mothers give birth: it's jubilation when it's a son!
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