The Devil of the Red Planet
I have longed in the sky
eternal, and the ancients
sang trembling songs to my glory
and my human-skin tunic.
I was a God.
My name has slain courage,
and now belongs to dusty texts.
I am forsaken among these red minerals.
Your strange sciences have desiccated me
and reverberated my name into emptiness.
Your mind has robbed me of my kingdom
until nothing is left but ... but a
brick red planet, and an angry pink sky.
I hurdle through space orbit, spiritless
And do naught but hungrily stare at Venus
As she revolves silently