What Colour Is the Sky In Your World???
How can I tell them she's not one of us?
we all came together
we all share a trust
the storm rages wildly just outside the door
if they put her out she can't live anymore
she doesn't seem different ,she looks just the same
as all of the astronauts children who came
for the reunion of dreams from that age
where living in space was the ultimate rage
Late on the evening of our first arrival
we bantered a little about our survival
she asked me to take a late walk through
the dusk
the third moon of Magnus was nearing
it's cusp
eerie thin light held a cascade of blues
sweeping her visage with comforting hues
her mother was chosen to walk through
the stars
and she was born after a mission to Mars
she told me her story and then took my hand
transporting me high over this barren land
something was out there she said as we flew
the birth of the difference between me and you
she opened her mouth and a rainbow ascended
we walked even higher and then it all ended
I woke in the air lock confused and dejected
should I tell the others of all I suspected?
The doctor says no,I should wait for a spell
it might seal her fate if I break down and tell
she's dressed as a nurse ,it's a silly disguise
everyone knows by the moon in her eyes
that she is the one who is strange as can be
I'm laughing out loud as they all look at me.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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