Who collects history? 
Is it the Gods?
Or the goddess Athena, like I?
It is NASA’s three satellites 

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It has names to describe as
1.Terra, Spanish Earth
2.Aqua, Spanish water
3.Aura, how beautiful a view

It had a weight
As much as an elephant 
Does it look like one? 
It’s an artificial brain, unlike anyone!

They’re orbiter’s 
By name’s are 
Gazing, gathering updates 
Of our planet, Earth 

With it all telling us info is like anyone!
Weather, wildfires, smokes, desert dust, volcanic plumes, clouds thickness, world’s forest, grass/wet lands, crops and even monitors oil spills 

It would be 
A go, if it could predict 
Escapees from prison
For sure, it would be nice? 

They now all 3 coming to end of an age 
Slowly dying with their info inside 
Despite without a brain 
Did it ever have one? 

We implanted one …
Can human transplant one to other humans? 
For sure, in the near future 
We can, a cat to cat brain can be done 

Who can trust a man? 
To predict God’s plan 
To change destiny 
To switch memory 

Would their life 
Meet a new height 
Like these three satellites did?
All life’s things must all come to an end

Except for certain type of jellyfish 
You do the search 
You try to find its immortality 
Can you be trusted, not 2make human immortal? 

Man would go to any length 
To buy time 
To place it in a jar to bury it for themselves 
Yet, die with this secret that defines time 

It’s a creed of life’s expectancy 
All man for themselves 
If you’ve offspring’s
Thus, you’ll change your mind 

You prefer to find a Time Machine 
Have them live 4ever 
No one deserves to die 
That you love so much 

Because, of man’s greed 
The need to survive 
The shortages of supplies 
The reason’s all living should die

It is not a theory by me nor by I
It is that I believe in God’s creed 
He died to save all we
Whom, are we not to die as He? 

Going back to these three satellites 
The need for record keeping it’s a must 
Researchers and the best of minds 
Must have a glass of wine 

Perhaps than, they will collaborate 
How to gather all their good brain cells 
Instead of competing and destroying 
Each other’s intel brain to a virus we don’t know

By collecting and gathering all the info 
Onto a super NASA chip
Instead of collecting data
In a chip sheet, hope restores 

We’ve learned NY Times Sunday May 4, 2024 page A11 titled: “What Happens When NASA Lises Its Eyes on the Earth”
Will they all die, it’s a yes 

When we fall asleep 
Will we wake up with an intellectual brain of info?
Will a new one, come? 
Will we be feed futuristic updates?

Will our minds hunger for more?
Will we settle into day’s doom? 
Will we assume it’s ok to look the other way? 
Will we be forced to sway our brain wrong way? 

Success always comes with a price!
It is right at of the times to seek more 
If were to survive
Humans must always continue to strive 

History always tells us 
Repeats events can be avoided 
With past pretense and prints of the past
Past not your wrong in your hearts but purity 

If we humans, take a break 
Science, will be now left be hide
Our future children will 4ever 
Remain in pre-kindergarten 

Maybe, there never be a break from 
climate change; melting ice sheets and global warming: increase world’s temps 
All due fossil fuels with Increase deforestation 

Our planet in desperate need 
Not if one, but all of us 
If we to survive with prints left future generations 
An effort of unselfishness must proceed 

An intellectual understanding of our greed 
Not to proceed without a love need 
Love, must be always place first 
To protect Homo sapiens 

First from, our own selfish beast 
Humans must aim to focus 
On Earth’s needs …
Before all of man’s selfish needs with its greed 

With a message for all humans 
To make a sacrifice and a fruitful responsibility
To save the planet to start now, not yesterday 
It’s today that’s a matter to matter 4-all-2mow’s

This is your, Poet Minerva A. Garcia 

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