Loss of Gravity

[Whirligig Girl]

A mystery of astronomy

One that never made sense to me.

Why were the planets so heavy for their size?

A question which resulted in debates

and constant observations of the skies.

No one considered the turn of fates,

the show of cosmic thrills and theatre,

the death and destruction not seen since

the big asteroid hit and made the crater:

Kerbin decided to start making sense.

 

Moving swiftly inwards: a bubble of negative graviolis

Minmus flew away, no longer a source of dessert after ravioli.

Its path set to escape, travelling far too fast,

The Mun followed too as the time crept on past.

Unsure what the bubble represented,

we sent out a probe.

The data it recollected,

was an apocalypse it told:

Kerbin's gravity was to drop 10 times.

 

Stripped of an opportunity to grow old,

I have begun to compile some rhymes.

The end is to start in three hours hence.

At which point the atmospheric pressure will be spent.

Not lost into space yet, that won't happen for years.

The decrease of surface gravity is the cause for our fears.

Without gravity to hold the atmosphere down now and then,

The atmosphere will spread out upwards a factor of ten.

The same airy mass spread across ten times the volume.

Means tenfold less oxygen air molecules

for each Kerbal breathing a cubic meter of room.

 

So frivolous now seem our advances in rocket fuels.

To know now the scale of the death we await,

Will be in compliance with the rest of nature's rules.

Our planet was a fluke, it should never have been,

Covered in gravity, life, Kerbals on Kerbin.

Why did we not end up like Dres would, or the fictional Ceres?

From that quite controversial hard video game series.

 

I write now because I want some record of me,

To be found somehow by astronauts or aliens,

Sure some Kerbals in space will survive,

As yet only Kerbin's gravity has come to a compromise.

In my notebook I've written of my friends,

and my thoughts on astronomy.

 

It will be a slow suffocation that Kerbalkind breathes

And who knows what has spawned this gravitational thief,

I have far more to say but I'll stick to brevity.

Kerbin, we love you, and it's dreadful to say:

Kerbin you're losing your high gravity.