Man unbending, as measures span,
With heads held high
Inviting eyes to upscale
Yet never reaching summit
Of the tar-pitched sky.
The firmament scrolled
Revealing pin-points of light.
Resplendent like sparks in the night
That kindle insight.
Piercing the darkness
Is their destiny in the void.
Man on a mission
Round and around
Without being found.
Blast off emissions
Pressing past the heart of gravity
Seed searching for man's destiny.
Harrowing groundless history
That blazes our lonely quest
As man's mission remains - undone.
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