Chelyabinsk Poem

The Chelyabinsk Asteroid Contrail. Image credit: unknown.
On a clear winter morning,
while walking to work,
Something flashed in the sky,
And made my head jerk.
Then there appeared across the sky,
A ball of fire that hurt the eye.
It left a roiling cloud of smoke,
The frightened people barely spoke.
Minutes later came a sound so loud,
That windows shattered, and fell to the ground.
People ran screaming, and rooftops fell in,
All the car alarms sounded, creating quite a din.
Emergency crews were put through their paces,
As glass shards were pulled from hundreds of faces.
We can prevent this from happening again,
We muster the will; we can make a plan.
There are so many Asteroids yet to be found,
Earth needs your help; WE need it now.
Support #AsteroidDay http://www.asteroidday.org/
– Bob Trembley, 11 Dec. 2014
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