Baryonic Ghost
Haltingly assess another nebula in birth
Light years removed from a semblance of mirth
Frigid eons perpetually will roam
This haven transport, none dare call home
A black hole’s vacuum has nearly consumed
Enlightened minds rocketing toward doom
The swath of this path immeasurably wide
As gravity’s claws tear, ne’er subside
By void’s grip, Dark Matter host
I witness the call to the Baryonic Ghost
Said of in epochs impending demise
Those Faithful expectant had Light in their eyes
Awesome beauty, the fatal attraction
Has dismantled worlds arrested inaction
None will deny the way of Orion
Or return from the plane of Event Horizon
Wander not wayfarers on the curve of times’ edge
T’will lick hollow the words of life that you pledge
Remember the Wind, superseding black dread
Head on to the Madness that draws all the dead.
The Wind, in heed to dire supplication
Suspended Dark Matter and plied gravitation
Survivors now, of the cruel pitch host
Gratitude of galaxies, to the Baryonic Ghost.
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