Whose stars are these, I cannot say.
Known Space is still parsecs away.
No one will see me stopping here
To watch this world's sun rise today.
My A.I. think's my logic's flawed --
This forlorn place, forgot by God;
Landing beneath its empty sky
To boldly go where no man's trod.
My ship, it firmly touches ground,
a groaning hull, its only sound,
As if to say, why choose this sphere
When all these other orbs abound?
The Void is empty, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep
And light-years more before I sleep;
And light-years more before I sleep.
