The Final Message
The radio airwaves were static
For days there had been no traffic
Buttons had been pushed hard
As generals went that final yard
Mushrooms sprouted as peace was lost
As we found what arrogance cost
And across the airwaves the final words
“Forgive us” now seemed absurd.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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