The scientist was first on stage,
Then came his Geminoid.
The family resemblance-
impossible to avoid.
An android in his image,
That seems to understand.
A body that is ageless
in the shape and form of man.
An android body could survive
The void of outer space
without the need for oxygen
Or food that looks like paste.
Manufactured Hominids
Could roam the plains of Mars
Explore the nearby cosmos,
Travel to a nearby star.
Then when, at last, they journey back
to Earth, their cosmic home,
will they embrace their distant kin
or find they are alone?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Then when, at last, they journey back to Earth, their cosmic home, will they embrace their distant kin or find they are alone? Depends on us, the makers of humanoids. A good poem on sci-fi theme.