Qi

My new home world has good air
there is plenty of oxygen to spare
planet Qi vibrates with intense energy
landing here we found new vitality

It was a bitter struggle at first to survive
but we discovered a way to thrive
we seized the labor of the native sentients
who have lived here since times ancient

Enslaved them to satisfy our endless needs
we cleverly justified our unjust deeds
inventing a religion by means of a book
we stuck them on a line with a fisherman’s hook

We harnessed them to till the soil 
and gather our harvests in endless toil
building a paradise where pure waters flow
so bountifully our fruit and grains can grow

Now I have left my home world behind
on a voyage of discovery hoping to find
a virgin world of pure waters and good air
where I can tend my own crops with loving care

On a quest to start a life of harmony
and end the cycle of inequality
a lonely traverse of the galactic plane
the never ending cosmos keeps me quite sane

My people send messages to ask of me
when am I coming home to Qi
I tell them when they let the sentients go
and there are no more worlds for me to explore

I am now way beyond the planetary race
my questions are asked of interstellar space
I know the answers are waiting in my mind
but the harmonious world I will never find