This is a poem I wrote for the entry to the Mass Mutual astronaut training competition.
The creator of space,
Vanished without a trace.
But left stars galore,
Planets and much more.
The creator of space,
Chose a very special place
For us all to live in,
And Earth it has been.
But we destroy his design,
Factories smoke the sky-line.
Ozone now depleted by CFC,
So from UV we have to flee.
If rays penetrate our sky,
We will soon begin to die.
Who will save the Earth,
To give it a re-birth?
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