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Oct 2014
the asteroid came
unexpected unheralded unprophesied -
it didn't think, it didn't have theology

it put a hole through the earth
it implied: "I'm in a hurry;
not going anywhere in particular though
and all of you making all those plans
you got all those birthdays
and your Grand Days
and New Year's Eve  to celebrate -
you can go, you're just dust"

and it waved goodbye with its tails as it left
*"goodbye, spoilt brats -
you can go, you're each just dust"
Raj Arumugam
Written by
Raj Arumugam  Australia
(Australia)   
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