Nuclear War
The alpha males
stand at the precipice of power
each attempting to prove
They are the greatest
Resting on the backs of stupidity
a nuclear war
one percent chance
of total annihilation
of life on the planet
As we destroy
our ecological systems
ninety-nine percent
of the world dying
from nuclear radiation
and the direct impact of bombs,
bomb shelters become a prison
For those prepared
a haven for the last life on earth
But insect death from radiated crops
What do you come out to find
Without plants, do we have air?
Or do we become
Another barren planet
In an empty solar system
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