The Black Hole

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A Black Hole is what's left over after a very massive star reaches the end of it's life and closes in a tremendous explosion called a super nova. A super nova explosion is so powerful that, for a short time, it can out shine the entire galaxy in which it resides! The core of the burned out star continues to collapse until it no longer exists as matter as we know it. It is now a black hole in space and time. The acceleration of gravity produced is now so strong that even light can't escape its influence.
In essence, a black hole is a dying star that has consumed all its energy. In the process, its matter condenses and shrinks to the size of a football
( imagine our sun shrinking to the size of a foot ball). Any heavenly body coming within the gravitational pull of a black hole is instantly sucked into it. So, now, my poem. In the poem , I am an astronaut flying my spacecraft through the galaxies when I come across a black hole:

Submitted: March 12, 2009

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I gazed through the dark, cold space

Beads of perspiration trickled downmy face

The tiny ball of matter was menacingly close

Ducking behind the cosmic haze, till again it rose

My onboard computer concurred

Eons ago a super nova had occurred

Riding on the crest of its own unbridled ambition

The evil had collapsed in on itself with submission

No good would emanate from its darkened heart

It rather deflected any radiance with its evil dart

Eventually reducing itself to the point of infinite density

Creating thus what is known as a ravenous singularity

The prancing black hole is now poised to gobble me up

It will feast on me, and then, leisurely burp

Am I going to be brow beaten by a dying star?

No way. This gremlin will not go that far

The afterburners of my spaceship I gun into action

It takes lot of effort, but frees me of the gravitation

Though prudence is not the hallmark of my disposition

My ordeal finally teaches me the lesson

‘No more black holes in my life’

Do you hear me?


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