Itchy Fingers

Itchy Fingers? I don’t mind dying in a nuclear war. As long as it’s quick, not a lingering bore. It’ll give the elite a chance to see the cloud. Kill off the plebs in a crimson shroud. I know their fingers are itching. To press the oblivion button. See what happens, from Moscow to Sutton. and all the places in between, They’ll watch it from their bunkers. All the beautiful people I mean. The psychopaths who own us And control our pointless lives. We the workers who feather their hives. So, press it Musk, Trump, Putin and all else Hidden in your bunkers focusing on self. Obliterate the world. And the useless kind You can do it to me. I really don’t mind. David Cox 27/02/24