Hurry Up, Nasa Poem by David Welch
Hurry Up, Nasa
A path of stars rambles across the sky,
in a broad, black ocean that breaks the eye,
little white dwarfs, giants both red and blue,
old stars slowly dying, and nebulae new,
planets and space stations, galaxies whole,
all just points of light in a void so cold.
Great stellar wonders that stagger the brain,
from this tiny planet, all look the same…
Hurry up, NASA! Screw it, I'm calling SpaceX.
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