On Our Way
by C.S. Scotkin
We’re on our way to Martian soil,
to Martian soil we will soon go,
we will soon go to dance and sing
and sing of all poetic things.
Of all poetic things to write,
to write of love in ballad’s form,
in ballad’s form, we’ll write the tune,
we’ll write the tune, go past the moon.
Go past the moon, go past the stars,
go past the stars, to planet Mars
to planet Mars, the Golden Dome
the Golden Dome, the poet’s home.
The poet’s home where we shall stay,
where we shall stay and ever play
ever play and poetry write
poetry write, into the night.
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