Call Your Mother Poem by Ima Ryma

You are my only offspring and
Often I look up in the sky.
It's hard for me to understand
Your need for space travel and why.
It was my saddest day alive
When told that you were lost in space
On a planet hell to survive
That is called Earth, an awful place.
I only hope you find a way
To send a message back somehow,
And let me know that you're okay.
I want you in the here and now.

E.T. - wherever you do roam,
Your Mother's asking please call home.