The Year Twenty Five Twenty Five Poem by Ima Ryma

It is a time to travel space.
The spacecraft nears a planet that
Is theorized maybe a place
For life supporting habitat.
Past scientific data shows
Existence of life likelihood.
Reaching orbit, the spacecraft slows.
Further test results are not good.
Once there was life apparently,
But high radioactive score
Now permeates nuclearly,
Caused by some negligence or war.

The year twenty five twenty five,
Nothing on Earth remains alive.