Rocket Man

 

Whenever I look up and out

I can see beyond the sky,

Out further than tomorrow

where no bird has dared to fly,

Way past where the rocket man

with wings upon his shoulder

Get strapped into his rocket chair

with a NASA made cup holder.

It’s there in total silence

that he calculates the toll

and understands that mission

hasn’t got control.

But never he’ll surrender

he never will give up,

for he understands

that far below

some blogger’s looking up.