Martians

What would our lives

Involve on a planet

We evolved to survive?

Are our current threats

Legitimate concerns, or

Have we grown numb

To the harsh realities

Of survival?

Has luxurious living

Weakened our instincts?

Would we be able to

Adapt and thrive

Or would we be

A cautionary tale

Of the dangers of comfort?

Destiny

I wished upon a star

For a dream that felt so far

It could never be in reach

Until the atmosphere was breached.

 

That shooting star, it fell

My anxiety was quelled

As the stars revealed destiny

And showed that we were meant to be.