Yesterday occurred a sunstorm that had the potential to disrupt cellphone networks and communications.
The following poem was composed with two hours' sleep, fatigue, a good amount of alcohol, and after a lengthy study session for a test this morning. I'm apologizing in advance.
I had a test, and therefore skipped a day,
And missed, so far as I can see, the sun,
Irradiating, as it does, the one
And only planet near it that’ll say
A sunstorm is a fascinating thing.
I’m betting Mercury just didn’t care,
But we, and with technology, aware
That though our mortal lives are hindering
A bigger, grander view, can ably see
We are, comparatively speaking, weak.
And all the aid and power we can seek
Will aid us none if powers would decree
That we were all to perish, evermore.
(The storm is over; we are as before.)
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