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The Black Hole
In the poem, I am an astronaut flying my spacecraft through the galaxies when I come across a black hole:
I gazed through the dark, cold space
Beads of perspiration trickled down my face
The tiny ball of matter was menacingly close
Ducking behind the cosmic haze, till again it rose
My onboard computer concurred
Eons ago a super nova had occurred
Riding on the crest of its own unbridled ambition
The evil had collapsed in on itself with submission
No good would emanate from its darkened heart
It rather deflected any radiance with its ...