Poem

[NASAFanboy]

"Where has the spirit for exploration gone, under this deep blue sky? Or where has the hope and dreams of a people left, the dreams that used to fly high? And out past the moon, way beyond, lies our destiny. But today, all that’s left are telescopes, with man’s conquest not to be.

Beyond the moon, our destiny awaits us, waiting for its race. And further out, the stars wait, waiting for humanity to take its place. Europa, Titan, and Mars all call, calling for humanity to come and explore. And the moon itself, a daring sight, calls for humanity to visit it once more. Staying on earth would ensure our extinction; humanity does not have a choice. Either we could all die out, or go out and conquer space.

But all we have left is a dead agency, lying on dying dreams. All that’s left are telescopes, with man’s conquest not to be. But somewhere out, far beyond, our species fate awaits. Waiting for its race to come, and rendezvous with fate.

But meanwhile on earth, under the deep blue sky, has man lost his dream?"