Space
All of my doors are double locked.
This world’s a dangerous place.
But I’m not prepared for hazards
That come from outer space.
Forty seven hundred asteroids
Lurk near our precious Earth.
As ways to intercept them,
There truly is a dearth.
Just recently an asteroid
Raced through the Russian sky.
If one of those monsters ever hit.
All life on Earth could die.
I am thankful to the scientists
Who have tracked each asteroid.
I’m relying on their diligence
Earth’s destruction to avoid.
2/26/13
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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