Gaia is wounded, Mars beckons
blue is blue, red still angry
Gaia stains carbon black
Mars stained bloody red long ago

Gaia weeps for her children
potent lively lush and green
Mars impotent red rocks and dust
longs for his own offspring

Mars pleads save them Gaia
build great machines
oxygenate the red planet
with a new rusty sheen

Mars pleads save me Gaia
red oxygen
in your time of failing
save me from oblivion

Gaia harnesses depleted resources
Gaia cuts herself and tears
mother sacrifices for her children 
Gaia strips herself bare

Her children develop red oxygen
designers discover scale
miners plunder her depths
engineers build to sail 

Todays dVerse prompt from Sanna suggested sci fi poetry. I didn’t know it was a thing and now I am pleased to know it is a thing.