This month's poem was inspired by those who throughout the years dreamed of what our world might one day be.
(https://www.jpl.nasa.gov/images?topics=Earth&page=2&results_by_year=1996)
SOJOURNERS
We exist as sojourners
Temporary inhabitants
Of a blue-green orb
Spinning in and out
Of the tendrils of choice
For choice is the key
And time the limit
Leaving those who follow
To look back and determine
Whether our lefts or rights
Proved to be decisions
That improved this world
Even in small ways.
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A HAIKU FOR THE TIMES
Humanity thrives
When the needs of the many
Top the needs of me
