Intro To A Forgotten Space Opera (Part 1) Poem by J.M Berger

Intro to a Forgotten Space Opera (Part 1)

In an invention of questionable craftsmanship
We headed towards a solar rift
Hoping it would all make sense in the end
One bringing ideas and machinations
One holding the map, imagination
And another steering, keeping steady pulse

Wondrous and wild sights
Fiercely blinding lights
Past red Mars, and dying stars
In pursuit of strange adversaries
Never knowing where we’re going
Mystified. Through celestial planes we glide

Perspective expanding
Approaching foreign lands
So far foreign as to be unfathomable
But then things hit a snag
Caught by gravity’s drag
Pulled back to the ground
Sounds of things breaking down
We’d touched the sky
But gravity would not let us be
And we crashed
Parts all smashed
Some of which could never be replaced
Oh, we could’ve been erased
But here we were
Far from where we came
How we kept together, I’ll never know
But now the solar storms are weathered
And we remain…