No matter life lasts on earth’s throes
There must be some on that red mystique
Where lifeblood flows every earthling knows
In the fiction of the Martian streak!

How many billion$ will we $pend
To find water’s first molecule
On a wasteland at the life’s dead-end
Is worth no more than a spent ridicule!

In science, politics and ethnics
Have we found faith’s new frontiers
Where ended our epics
There began our fears!

Since earth will turn to a wasteland
Will we be the very first Martians too
Evolution’s end invented in quicksand
The Quirkiest Quandary In World View!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra