we have been to Mars
and back,
now we are questioning
what does it lack
how is it like
earth
and what is
it's worth
in terms of life
as we know it
alas not all
mysteries are unravelled
by relativity
and mountains of
statistics
if we stop orbiting
round ourselves
and interstellar
truly seek
a new means
befits the scene
of crossing the bar
into outer space
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Very nicely written. Hard hitting, in your face, shame on the human race for scrutinizing the impressiveness of the universe when we cannot first understand ourselves...a trickier undertaking. Am I close? ? Good one.