Sputnik-1

From time's obscure beginning, the olympians
Have, moved by pity, anger, sometimes mirth
Poured an abundant store of missiles down
On the resigned, defenceless sons of earth
Hailstones and chiding thunderclaps of jove
Remote directives from the constellations

Aye, the celestials have swooped down themselves
Grim bent on miracles or incarnations
Earth and her offspring patiently endured
(having no choice) and as the years rolled by
In trial and toil prepared their counterstroke –
And now 'tis man who dares assault the sky
Fear not, immortals, we forgive your faults
And as we come to claim our promised place
Aim only to repay the good you gave
And warm with human love the chill of space



Credits
Writer(s): Tengku Johan Arifin
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