A poem by: Ben Dunk. 1978

 

ANOTHER WORLD.

 

A hundred year’s on

 

sees the world still craving for peace,

 

whilst people live in the cold underground,

 

the planets are colonized.

 

No engines roar as the stealthy ships zoom into the dark sky;

 

bearing passengers of flight to pastures new:

 

where the ground is warm

 

and the air is few.

 

To Mars,

 

amongst the stars:

 

the chosen place of contentment.