Judged By Our Words Poem by Ima Ryma

While trippin' through the universe
On this blue/green ball of a world,
The words of humankind disburse
And out into the cosmos hurled
To be a source of evidence
To whatever out there might hear
These words as the intelligence
That comes from this small spinning sphere.
The words of humans may well be
How we are judged by what's out there.
Words heard well universedly
Could give humankind more fanfare.

So I send words through space and time
To those who appreciate rhyme.