Ballad of the Bomb
Megalomaniacs, from any era,
all have the killer extinct gene
A beastly desire to bring everything
to the brink of nothing
Oh, how some would love to channel
their inner Nero
To make civilization come crashing down
in a smouldering pile
of rubble, ashes and smoke
They love playing the villain role,
being the anti-hero
Mad fiddling amidst the burning fumes
of cobalt, sulfur and flesh
Maniacal laughter bursting into an apocalyptic torch tune —
a melting pot melody of humanity doomed:
Blow it all up,
burn it all down
Let every wail be covered in dust
Empty the vials,
overflow the cup
Drink the nectar of nuclear lust
Feel the cannibal zeal of madness,
taste the consuming mushroom fear
Every breathing soul getting naked snuffed
Blow it all up,
burn it all down
Let every cry be smothered by dust
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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