I stared above, by day and night,
To watch the Moon and its bright light.
It glared above, this cosmic sight,
Majestically and so white!
But is it hollow deep inside
Revealing all if opened wide?
With solid proof, it could provide,
To leave no details still denied?
Is there an answer for Mankind?
An inside secret place to find?
A rendezvous God left behind,
That in the future blows my mind! ?
Set forth above each fog and mist,
The phases of the Moon persist,
Predestined on His scheduled list,
Yet to reveal a final twist! ?
Will Man survive his place on Earth?
The mighty secret to deserve?
That there are Watchers full of mirth,
Who smile yet hope we prove our worth!
Should we believe what science says
Or cling on tightly to our prayers?
Ignoring data that declares
That aliens know Mankind's affairs!
Denis Martindale, for the 6th of April 2025.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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