With an umbrella designed
To stop a meteorite,
I saved the world tonight.
With my mind resigned
To gain no recognition
I wonder about transposition.
Because
There was a photo of me
Exploding that comet
Into sprays of fiery vomit.
Yet there’s no photo of me
Nor does my name get a mention
Will it ever gain esteemed retention?
And
My name is mud, I know,
My inclusion would embarrass
The elected suits and brasses
But the seeds I did sow,
To save the world from strife -
I risked my one and only life!
So
With an umbrella designed
To enslave the world tonight,
I will shelter you all with fright.
Start now to feel resigned,
Get ready for transposition,
For me to control your cognition.
