Aboard the Starship Westfield
All human life is here.
Within is space and light and life
Outside is darkness, fear.
Our sky is vaulted geodesic clouds
The floor ceramic - polished wood.
Tapped music fills and fools our ears
Technology gives breath, gives food.
Behind our dessicated planet lies
In bones, in dust and death.
Our future lies in distant skies
Our past in tales and myth.