Random Poem Fun with words

Oh you violent extraterrestrial cold alien rock

Object of exotic minerals and interstellar dust

Obelisk of future religions

Poop of cosmic pigeons

 

One day your atoms may form part of our genes

Or end up as components of the soul's crutch

Of course, this is wishful thinking or asking for too much

but at the very least some of you will end up in our lunch

 

Your impact was swift and profound

As we wander if we could prevent

such impacts in another round

of the earth, make a dent.