When Earth's last frontier lay conquered and tamed,
From verdant green plains to blue oceans unchained,
As mankind set eyes on the heavens above,
They dreamt of a future to capture, to love.
To the Cosmos, these humble primates advanced,
With rockets and shuttles, their hearts all entranced,
Adrift in the black, ‘midst the stars far away,
They spied a red compass, a beacon for sway.
Oh Mars! The forever crimson frontier,
For centuries an object of stalking and leer,
Now, theirs to unravel, to sow, to chart,
And leave the first imprints of human-born art.
The pioneers braved the great Martian expanse,
And donned crimson boots for a celestial dance,
Their roving machines trundled round dunes and hills,
Much grander in stature than Earth's sawmills.
A hostile land of cold and dust,
Yet on it, they built thrust by thrust,
And soon, domes rose in elated cheer,
A new dwelling place on this ancient sphere.
They toiled and strived, these children of Terra,
At last they built a world anew from the erra,
With fertilized soil that once was barren,
Each plot surrendered to the new human clarion.
Rich in discovery, their thirst unquenched,
To preserve what was theirs, they trenched and entrenched,
They tasted the ice of the poles, and felt
The hope that their barren Earth could be smelt.
For, from the depths of that martian domain,
A beacon alighted, a spark in the main,
A glimmer of life, from Martian rock sprung,
A story of kindred cosmically sung.
The tale of two planets, a unity planned,
A journey begun in millennia spanned,
And as these new mortals learned Mars to command,
A bond was discovered with red, earthly sand.
Now side by side, two terrains they stride,
Though weakly their hearts beat, yet oh so wide,
With boundless devotion to the stars, they bid,
The heritage of Mars in human hearts hid.
So heed, all who stand on this crimson domain,
Your legacy etched in the martian refrain,
For united through starlight and Earthly bloodline,
Mankind and Mars dance thro