S.S. Manifest

New home
This lifeless sphere
Made ours by blood, sweat, will
Our children will range across the stars
Endless

“Today’s writing prompt was to write an American Cinquain, a five line poem with the syllable structure 2-4-6-8-2, on connections. I suck at poems. My mind is walking through my last piece, New Sheriff in Town. This poem written by a crew member on the first colony ship to Enceladus, second moon of Saturn.

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