Word came out of the sky
To our forebearers long ago
"Leave this planet or die"
So many rose to go
But a few were stubborn in soul
And would not quit their hard-won ground
So they hid and held through the winter's cold
When the scouring time came down
And how do we survive?
How shall we stay alive?
Where do we go from here?
Hard was ravaged the land
And when the folk came out again
They found on every hand
Ruined the works of man
And how to build once more?
With eternal threat in the silent sky
Only hidden work that would mark no score
To any watchful eye
And how do we survive?
How shall we stay alive?
Where do we go from here?
We were not born to crawl
But to sail the depths of the boundless sky
They shall not imprison us all
Even hidden birds may fly
So we labor underground
In the promise worn to the hope of men
That our time is right, when the day comes round
We will have the stars again!
And how do we survive?
How shall we stay alive?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
--Leslie Fish, "Where Do We Go From Here?"
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Mr. Fnord, Map Boy and Chief Vorlonologist
GSV _Suppressed Transmission_
http://fnord.sandwich.net/
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