Landing Poem by Ima Ryma

We saw the strange thing in the sky,
Streaking across in fiery fall.
Then down it came, landing nearby.
We feared it brought the end for all.
Those of us on the surface sent
Communication down below,
Telling of this strange thing's descent.
What should we do? We did not know.
Communication did come back.
We should not approach this strange thing.
We should retreat, leaving no track,
Safety underground be seeking.

Earth celebrated far away,
A successful Mars landing day.