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A Tale of Two Tragedies
Powerful Tragedies
Today the world wonders at the fate
Of five folk in some submarine
Searched for after going silent
During a two-fifty grand tour (entitled
Titan) of the Titanic – itself a lesson in
Fancy, dancing deckchairs –
In tiny imitation of that tragedy,
At the same time as we witness
Several hundred drown at sea
Within a rope’s throw off a trawler.
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One wonders if we’ll mourn the mates
Of Elon Musk when his rocket rips apart
Upon launch towards barren Mars,
While millions bake below upon
Our once bountiful, but burning planet
Beneath their billion dollar debris.
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I have no photos to illustrate this poem, written yesterday, since there are plenty of photos out there. I could have picked any idiotic man with too much money as easily as the man who ruined twitter, but he’s the one most vocal about going to Mars, which is in my opinion the first thing on the to-do list after just about everything else anyone can think of. It’s not like it’s not a good idea to explore, but robots and rovers don’t get cancer like humans do.