Thoughts Of A Rover Poem by Philip Carter

Here I am, all alone
Many miles from home
A long way from my brother
Way too far to roam
Miles of sand are between us
We don't have the strength to meet
Even though we travel on wheels
Instead of using feet
Anyway, we have no choice
In where we want to go
Someone very far away
Has us under their control
When all our tasks have been done
And our batteries die
There won't be any funeral
There'll be no one to cry
If there is a God somewhere
In a heaven up above
Will it pity us Mars rovers
And show us divine love?