Doomed

Doomed After the bombing dead children everywhere like a doll factory had exploded, strewn limbs warm spaghetti on the parade of inhumanity. From Joan Rivers to Kissinger a chorus as old as humanity sought heaven “We don´t care you brought it on yourself by defying us.” Down a sand dune a decapitated head rolled the bloodied head of innocence and a chorus of young men in black with scarf hiding their faces; “It is your fault you brought it on yourself, and we do not care and we will never die.” White cumulous clouds on a blue sky see it all and will when asked do humanity deserve to exist? Shivering we wait for the answer we know will be what we deserve to hear.