AFTERGLOW
AFTERGLOW
The sound when all nuclear particles smash
And now that a bomb has been detonated
The deafening roar follows a blinding flash
Impatient tigger fingers should have waited
Deep in the motivation, there’s always cash
But now too late to be investigated
And soon it will be the end that we all know
With an ironic nod in the afterglow
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2025
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