Just Us Poem by Robert Ronnow

Suppose there is no life in space, just us. And we inhabit
      Mars,
air condition Venus. Hold family barbecues, national
      holidays
on Mercury. Fly to Jupiter for spas of ammonium nitrate.
And go farther afield in the galaxy and on to other
      galaxies
leaving behind map-faced men, crow-like women and
      open gates.

Who will be the first-born human on the moon? News
from the moon colony! And so on, on every planet
      where
we've visited and established dusty villages or vast cities
over thousands of centuries. Then, will we not have
      somewhere,
somehow, under some sun's rays become another
      species?