I just received this brilliant poem from a friend and would like to share it here. All thanks to Micheal who wrote this shiny poem. Well Done
When Galileo was alive, he could see every Constellation in the sky
Through the centuries Men, Women, and Children sang night time songs
Never knowing it would soon be gone
Then some damn fool invents the Street Light
We all said goodbye to the skies at night
Now it’s up to us to find the ways
To get back the good old days
We spend all night awake, looking for a solution
For this nightmare of ours is called Light Pollution
– by Michael Uberty, USA.
Mundhir