poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009
Space may be the final frontair
So let's make this situation clear
We have fought everywhere - everywhere
And now it's time to die...
In the last battle, I will stand beside
I pour all my hope into its arms grand and wide
And hope that maybe it will fetch me and divide
Even further, even further, indeed...
An endless loops our world constitutes
We don't know when life ends, or when it reboots
We start up again, still parted like friends
Is there an afterlife here?
Does the cycle live on long after earth is gone
Do we come back to share, life in a million years
Regardless we stay strong, big and brave like King Kong
Fighting off the small planes that bear
A resemblance, to humanity