You want to know what bothers me the most?
I’ll tell you what it is, in case you do:
These aren’t the people who think we’re all toast.
They’re dreamers, and they’re taxing me and you.
The likelihood that anyone will find
a planet that is livable at all
is very slim, and that is being kind,
so popular support is pretty small.
The people who imagined this thing, then,
are anxious to preserve its lower key.
They know they’ll lose their funding if and when
it’s argued as a public policy.
It’s easy for our group to get involved,
for some of them at NASA HQ reign.
Their lack-of-resource problem now is solved,
and none who’ve been supplanted can complain.
© 2010 Louis A. Merrimac
Friday, April 2, 2010
In the Next Life, Canto I, stanzas 50-53
I have decided to stop writing gratuitous introductory text. Starting tomorrow, when I have nothing interesting to say, I shall present only the daily bit of verse. Here is today's:
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Wait. Our group? Who's our group? I am confused again.
ReplyDeleteOur group: The 'group of intellectuals' who want to save civilization, later called 'the founders'. I think this would be easier to follow were we reading more than four or five stanzas at a time.
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