Another Detonation
The explosion was loud,
it rattled panes,
created worried crowds,
darkened clouds,
falling rain,
acid, but rain just the same,
pigeons reeling into the sky,
flying high,
by the millions as they try
to escape the aftermath,
another detonation
could destroy the nation,
God’s creation,
salvation.
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