We
are space debris
we make merry in space!
Circling
the Earth as space rings
around
and around
Earth
aspired space as it’s place
We
were it’s proud emissaries
We
were parts of satellites
Space
station, tool, kits
We
dislodged, displaced, disintegrated
As satellites
went berserk, exploded, collided,
Station
disgorged, tool and kits free float
Bingo,
bang, crash, woosh!
Now
Earth is no longer our master
We are
our own masters ha,ha,ha!
We
follow our rules as we wish
Choosing
to circle, collide, disintegrate
With
pure abandon and glee
Now the
Earth is scratching it’s head
How to
make us disappear
To get
rid of the unpleasant rings
Around
as we are space waste
Space
litter, space junk and all space
nonsense!
Hey!
Is there a way you can do that?
Take
up our challenge
Yes
I see you planning something new
To see
us off our sojourn
Still
no clear plan in sight!
Ok,
wish you all the best to get rid of us
Till
then we go round, round and round
and make
merry, yahoo!
-Mohan Sanjeevan
Pic credit : NASA
Pic credit : NASA
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