Apophis Poem by Egal Bohen

Apophis

Rating: 4.5


My
How close you come
Into my world
With distant hum
Close shave
First pass
The second,
Well,
Thy will be done

Through keyholed gravity
Earth it seems
May then succumb
Unless
With mans machines
Of battle
Might we overcome
Your deadly run
To prod you back
Toward the Sun

This scale of sabre rattling
Is no fun
We thought in space
That there was room
For everyone
Clear off I say
Or we shall forcibly remove you
Apophis 99942
Begone!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Egal Bohen 02 November 2005

Peter, Now you are right - so I shall e-mail you my friend when I need any answers to such things - for you, you hold more information than most search engines! Thanks Egal

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Peter A. Crowther 02 November 2005

I thought this was going to be a poem about the monstrous divine serpent that nightly battles with the sun-god Ra on his voyage through the Underworld in Egyptian mythology but I take it that it is the name of an asteroid threatening planet Earth?

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