the Striving

We grasp at the stars
Though afraid of the dark
To Moon and to Mars
We structure an ark

We strive for deep space
Though dying in orbit
A loss-making race
We never would quit

We want to escape
From monsters beneath
The flight of the ape
But fright we bequeath

Away, just away
From the horrors of deep sea
The ape becomes prey
We reach out and we flee

We grasp at the sky
The hope of humanity
Favour a lie
To mortal insanity

There's nothing in space
But blankness and dust
Still better to face
Than beasts of this crust

And dying we hope
Decaying we dream
Don't know how to cope
'Cept strive for the gleam

We strive for the gloom,
The stars and their fire
They will be our doom
They will be our pyre

June 2020

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