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Thoughts from a broad

It's kinda placid down on land
just this sussering bee-like breeze,
a peace rarely felt by humans  
except in silent, deep-sleep, dreams.  
The dust dims the glare of sun-beams  
but the twinkle of ancient stars  
at night, here, bright as silvered steel  
I'm privileged to be here, on Mars.  
But, in our Habs, our own tin cans  
noise of bedlam reigns supreme,  
squawking DSN's from Maven  
and various rovers compete  
with the L.S. and my noisy team  
and gurgles from the hydroponic farms  
creating soya meat'n greens  
I'm privileged to be here, on Mars.  
Mars, named by men for war-like men  
by Rome, all worlds, so named, it seems...  
'cept for Venus this ours ' Woman '  
and all moons female, in male dreams,  
satellites, men up front in the van.  
I'll let my guys smoke a cigar  
in celebration, a small treat,  
we're privileged to be here, on Mars.
Written by Rew
Published | Edited 7th Oct 2022
Author's Note
Habs: habitation units
DSN: radio communication routed through: Maven
LSS: life support systems.
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