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Es­capril 2019
Prompt: ce­les­tial bod­ies

When the blue had left the sky,
A prick of light had caught their eye.
They saw with scopes, their vi­sion aided,
The red flesh of a fig­ure hang­ing naked.
They all sighed and thought to con­quer — yes –
They would die or cap­ture Mars un­dressed.

They drew the plans, sent out the troops,
Snapped their but­tons, strapped their boots,
Fired bul­lets at the dark above that cursed them,
Send­ing rock­ets at the sky that nursed them.

At last they rode their final ark,
Clat­ter­ing through space,
Firmly fight­ing the dark,
Bat­ter­ing to grace.
They bat­tled the black­ness,
Manned their sta­tions,
They en­tered her orbit
And danced with her through cre­ation.