i miss those days
heady and invigorating
now long gone
i remember when we watched
abraham lincoln calmly adjusting
the oxygen mixture in his environment suit
before stepping onto the martian surface
thirty seven years and fifty one days
since he first breathed, at least in that body
the first lincoln,somehow still connected to his dna twin
who was remembered and revered enough
when we voted for who would represent us
to walk first on mars, lincoln had won
by a landslide, and a new clone
was unbottled to begin training
thirty seven years and fifty one days
of preparation
the results had been challenged
all polls leading up to the election
predicted a close race between
neil armstrong and marie curie
with most pundits picking armstrong
as the sentimental favorite
a massive and thorough investigation
revealed no detectable tampering
and so lincoln made history a second time
leading us into the new land of martian promise
yet another amazing legacy
we now know, of the underground artist ghandi
fiendishly brilliant, part magician, part hacker
and a sense of humor almost god like
we never knew how much we owed to him
until he was gone