The Smoke flume
Hurls us to panic
Blackened the day
Thieving of sky

Desolation
In an instant flash
Luminous death!
Wields only fury

Society sinks
Wastefully spent
Cast away by the toxic breeze
Madness ascends
From our battered streets
Crushed the remnants of our living peace

Relentless tears
The shrill pleads for mercy
Our reverence held
In the pasts loving grace
Too far
Too long ago
Our eyes bloodshot,in this black of day

Ive been having alot of nightmares about nuclear war lately. Just my family and i being completely disintegrate by a nuclear bomb. This was also inspired by this really
trippy Colin Stetson song: http://youtu.be/Ts0zZjL95fM

If you enjoyed this piece, then please be sure to download my first anthology of poems “Guardian of the Inkwell: A Collection of Ramblings of the Poetic Persuasion”.  It is available for free here on lulu.com: http://www.lulu.com/shop/william-l-wright-jr/guardian-of-the-inkwell-a-collection-of-ramblings-of-the-poetic-persuasion/ebook/product-20548322.html and if you like what you read then please tell your friends!