Spaceman? Listen, if you can.

Keen is the mind to wonder of the skies
And the stars and the planets that pleasure the eyes
With millions of your tokens to spare for the missions
That could send strength of man, darling into submission.

It’s amazing we pay to think outside of the sphere
And question your very existence here
When men could be using themselves for the world
They remain staring upwards, wings in-curled.

Such magical creatures men could be!
If they could look back at their land and maybe see
World; abandoned; no floor undiscovered
Yet poverty, worry, war remain covered
Under the blanket that shields men’s eyes from the fright
That lies in this world...

..So let’s try with our might
To change man from looking up at the stars and the moon
And unfurl the world from a terror-cocoon.