Fueling the Heat of Nuclear Furnace

The world surely a tense situation Super Powers igniting A proposed annihilation Sticks and stones of Nuclear travesty Fueling the Hatred with damnable alacrity Seasons are changing But the Fall with a Chill My writings are to blame per say Assuming before remaining absolutely still hopes for the Future can rapidly change Look to the West and be silent upon her range It is not for myself to judge or condemn The thousand year War between Dictators and Men Only time will Tell,how far we have come After the button is pushed,there is no need to use that thumb I will sit and contemplate,in the desert that used to be strong Decaying and Withering from Our own Atomic Bomb