Interstellar Adventurers


They kept worlds alive
Long enough to launch themselves
On fresh destruction

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 19, 2012, in Poetry, Senryu, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. Quite true indeed. I do hope we don’t leave Earth to rot if we ever begin our extraterrestrial colonization.

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  2. We seem doomed to destroy all that we touch. And we don’t seem ever to learn from our mistakes.

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  3. See the future worlds
    Find the smooth edges zoom zoom
    All is really love


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