From Earth below to heavens above, seek out the question unanswerable.
Why Are We Here?
I am a murderer most foul
For I have slain gravity’s cowl
I tumble through the infinite abyss
Wondering if back on Earth they do miss
This tiny chunk of metallic hope
Sent to deliver a message of scope
Adorning my frame are letters and signs
Along with two humans drawn in lines
So that one day an alien might find
The best place in the galaxy to unwind
Directions are marked and pulsars drawn
So they can come straight to our front lawn
But what if no aliens I meet
Well I do have millennia to practice to greet
Is my fate to tumble through darkness eternal?
Or impact a sun blazing infernal?
No, I shall have hope a while longer
It keeps me warm and makes me stronger
Patience is king and I have time aplenty
Whether I must wait one year or twenty
I shall carry this message of peace and man
Until the day I no longer can
So if you spot me tumbling and turning
Worry not, my engine’s still burning
Thank you for listening.