Space trip to Mars

Explain it. Why we do our utmost best.

To look happy, to be happy. Why we love

to scratch the sun from the perfect sky.

Placing her in our hearts, in our minds.

Tell it again. Why we shape our thought

so studiously, why we weigh our words

so carefully, why we decorate our house

so meticulously. Are we really so bright?

Mention it. The road we have travelled.

From the austere cave to our exuberant

apartments. Who we have slaughtered:

devils, fortune tellers, quacks, angels.

Whisper it. Why we can build factories,

why we can simply go out for lunch, why

we witnesses the first space trip to Mars.

But to compose a handful of happiness?