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A Bedtime Story
And so it was children
That the Space Age
Finally came to an end.
All the men at NASA
Just couldn't get it up anymore
And we discovered that space travel
Is done best without rockets
Blast-offs, noise, smoke
And space junk
Everyone came back down to Earth.
NASA became GAIA
Run by a council of
Indigenous grandmothers.
Our own planet became The Final Frontier
And the mysteries of the universe unfolded
As a shimmering garden before our eyes.
The longing to escape the surly bonds of earth
Became a longing to know the spirit
Within the earth
And all the seeds of genius and passion
Bound for outer space
Were scattered far and wide
In our own backyards and
Villages grew from homeless camps
Poets emerged from prison cells
Grain sprouted from battlefields
And Jeff Bezos, Elon Musk, and
All others who couldn't learn to share
Went to Mars where they live
Like ants in little colonies
Beneath the cold ground to this day.
— Will Hornyak
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