#053 oh no

#053 oh no: Black fireworks trailing out in an exploding glitch sky, garbled with yellow and grey computer error stripe across the middle.

When the rockets’ red glare
Fizzles out and dies
All we’re left with is
Sparks that won’t measure up
To the terror and majesty
Of the hope that we had for them

The bombs bursting in space
Rain down horror upon us
The sky doesn’t work
The sky isn’t there

Oh say does reality work like we think?
O’er the minds of us humans
Pushed to the brink
Oh, no