Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Last Ride

My ship crash landed on the moon,

Only crew survivor is me.

I watch the Earth in my maroon,

Concerned of bigger destiny.

The mission we were sent upon

Was one of desperation to

Check out the dire phenomenon

Of why the moon was going through

A sure dangerous orbit change,

Closer to Earth each day gone by,

A gravitational pull strange.

The one and only question - why?

On the moon I take my last ride

As closer to the Earth we slide.