Across the celestial sea, where crimson dreams lie,
Mars stands tall, under a silent sky.
A world of secrets, of ancient lore,
A frontier waiting, for us to explore.

Ridges and valleys, under a red hue,
Whispers of water, ancient and true.
The winds of Mars, with secrets they hold,
Stories of a planet, waiting to be told.

Gazing up, through telescopic eyes,
We dream of Mars, beneath those skies.
A future where humanity, reaches the stars,
A new home, on the planet Mars.

Hope and courage, in every heart,
To bridge the gap, and make a start.
Mars calls out, in the dead of night,
A beacon of hope, a guiding light.