Lunar War

Space dust rose up
Grazing there gold visors,
There thick padded gloves
Travelled in slow motion
Delivering a mild impact
To the soft torso of there EMUs

They grappled in alarm
Taikonaut -v- astronaut 
While cosmonaut looked on
Weighing up his victorious opponent

Vital lines stretched 
Back and forth
Releasing precious oxygen
Into the lunar atmosphere

Man's first lunar war
To obtain dominance
Upon this desolate moon
The losers to return
To earths radioactive crust