Higher Grounds To Destroy
Moonlight beam upon my cold, pale brow.
Nothing is sacred. My heart is flying
away with the ships to reach new destinations.
The time is now!
The launch has occurred! The work of
many decades is now complete. Planets
are explored like our land centuries before.
Flags in the still wind cry out to
be recognized. Will they be burned or unfurled?
Laws in space are written in blood!
Neglected or carried out depends upon the
ruler. Sane or contorted? Will this land
be preserved for families with a purpose or
will it be wasted on research and experimentation?
Science will be victorious as
always, just like in the past. We will
feed our metal monsters information while
the people protest their forced faith and
fast!
Mixed emotions, ideas, beliefs; settled
and disputed by wars? Of course! Knowing
only one way to end a conflict has been
our downfall throughout history and it's
becoming quite a bore!
The higher powers are amused to see this
happen time and time again. I guess our
past mistakes haven't been a very
good teacher after all!
Time once again stands still!
Will we try again? Naturally. Wasting time and
lives waiting for the actual end is very common
among our kind. It's what makes us what we
are...hunters coming across our own
corpse!
Michael Mcguire
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