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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Fallen Stars
[time] => 2003-02-02 22:20:00
[hometext] => Heart-rending Tragedy!
[bodytext] => The nation mourns, - the nation as a whole
And deeply grieving is so many a soul- It happened - but it was no Act of God; Yet the Columbia Shuttle did explode. Lo! seventeen years ago - the Challenger Did perish and the nation is aware Of such a dreadful similarity, Of loss tremendous and great tragedy We have become blase in many a quest And now have lost our bravest and our best The shock too great to be believed the truth But then it flashed on TV’s Breaking News”. The seven Astronauts that manned the craft Their talents unique - and all deeply loved,- Who can imagine the great sorrow now For loving families whose tears will flow With confidence the champions went on board, And into atmospheric realms roared, Accepting space’s risks with bravery But the bold voyage turned to tragedy They ‘d felt the need so greatly to explore The stars and planetary bodies more, How dangerous to navigate in space To benefit the fickle human race. But lookers-on heard hissing whoosh and whiz The craft broke up, and down rained foul debris A jarring sound, and then a sonic boom The ship and astronauts had met their doom Mission Control had lost at last contact As shooting star Columbia broke up The sensors failed, re-entry did abort Take onto you the crew we pray good Lord! The nation deeply mourns, pours out its love. And our flags are flying at half staff, So excellent and so audacious team But for The Challenger have never been. Great is the shock,- still quite beyond belief The people weep and mourn their Stars and grieve;. It even seems grief individual When juxtaposed to this seems rather small God’s scales do weigh the weight and the import Of every grief, and justly weighs the Lord Oh our brightest shining stars are gone Their work was finished, ,-done,- and they are Home! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 8 [informant] => Elizabeth_Dandy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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