The Promise

 

Vaulting canyons soar on high

Shadows vast in orange sun,

Expedition treads the stones

Of exploration Mars begun.

Shifting sands in freezing breeze

Desolation’s red extreme,

Lifeless in the breathless air

As yet, no living thing be seen.

 

But soon…

Found beneath the rust red plain

Of ancient planet Mars afar,

The relics of an ancient tribe

Of humanoids who fled the star.

Humanoids so far advanced,

Far beyond our knowledge bounds,

Far beyond our comprehension’s

Grasp of that which now, confounds.

 

Far advanced but still despaired,

Despite the organisational skill,

Destroyed the lakes and seas of Mars

With need and greed and get and kill.

Destroyed the soft green slopes of grass,

Destroyed the gentle surge of surf,

Destroyed tomorrow’s promised day

With need and greed, for what they’re worth.

 

Buried deep within the sands

Soaring spires of cities great,

Skeletons of millions caught

By greed’s black devastation’s hate.

Greed’s black hand which gambled all

On fate’s capitulated stand,

To smite the delicacy of

This planets eco-balanced land.

 

Mars collapsed with quick accord

The atmosphere constricted, cold.

Vegetation died en masse

Population withered old.

A frantic few survived to flee

With silver ark to virgin Earth,

(Where dinosaur now roam the shores),

To resurrect a new rebirth.

 

A new rebirth in promised land

Where old mistakes should not be made,

Where simple rules shall stay the hand

Of they who walk in light and shade.

A new rebirth on planet Earth

Will guarantee a life of gold

To future generation’s child

Who shall, (we promise), grow, safe, old.

 

Alas- a promise poorly met
A stipulation we decree,
We who stand at ruin's gate
And planetry destruction see.
We, the children's children's child
Who stand in rust red, windblown sand,
Who look towards our distant Earth
Now do declare your promise damned.

Marshalg

On the eve of man’s great push to planet Mars.

25 May 2013

Pukehana Paradise.

Reviews

[Melobldnfr]

I am really glad you've shared this, Marshal. It is a very interesting look at it from the other side of the lens, so-to-speak: to be reaching out to something that we already unwittingly destroyed. Well penned.