Nuclear Winter

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The bomb and after.

Submitted: April 07, 2019

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Swirling clouds of brown and gold

What is beheld my eyes?

Day is turned into the night

No more, the sun-lit skies

Trees have all been lifted up

Cities all laid to waste

Mountains turned to flattened fields

Rivers run thick as paste

Flashwinds sweep the barren land

The cold gets worse each day

Far too few are left alive

And now, too weak to pray

Now the nuclear winter

The bastards had their fun

Too late, the time to ponder

The evil deed is done

None is left of nature's worth

Where do we turn my friend?

Perhaps forgiveness from our God

Perhaps it's mankind's end


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