'Space Rust' a poem by BuddyBlack

'Space Rust' by Buddy Black

Well, they’ve landed
A spacecraft
On the planet Mars
And it’s
Filling up
Its sample jars
With rocks
And dust
That are colored red.

They’re searching
For life
In that far off dust
In a world
That looks like
A ball of rust,
Because their instinct says
There must be life
And it’s instinct that
They trust.

Billions and billions
Of dollar bills
Are scratching around
On those Martian hills
Looking for something
We can’t afford
More worries to our
Many ills,
More debts to our
Mounting bills.

People are starving
On this planet Earth,
Hunger
Has slackened
Her mighty girth,
But ears are deafened
By the rockets roar.
Backs are slapped
And toasts are given
And they are
Screaming
Out for more.

And they’ll keep on
Screaming
Until their throats
Are sore,
It is a time for mirth.

The priorities
They have
Are full of holes
And last on
The list
Come human souls,
No thoughts are given there,
They’re blinded by
That rockets glare.

If they’d look
Down here on this
Planet Earth,
They’d see there’s life
That’s more than worth
ANYTHING they’ll
Find out there.
There’s lots of worthy
Life down here,
But
They do not
Seem to care.

 

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