1...2...3...1...2

One.Two. Three--
Lauded emissaries of goodwill
To a world, disk-like...
Resplendent when darkness dawns
My ever insatiable planet.
One. Two. Three--
Men in accoutrements so unearthly
Caged like birds without wings
And whose wings...their cage.
One. Two--
Men destined for glory and--history.
And as was conceived, was written
That it be done...the inborn stillness
Be broken to herald the coming
Of a new day of man.
New Adams, they have become--of the age
For all creatures in God's beloved green planet.