Where Once Stood a City
My father told me of a city so grand
With a ladies statue torch in her hand
The torch of freedom in the world he lived
With the drop of a bomb all life was sieved
Images en grained in his ageing mind
For he never imagined this kind of mankind
At the time of the drop I was one years old
Down in a bunker as above it unfolds
All I remember in the years we stayed there
Were the fortunate people distraught in despair
Many years have passed from the bunker we left
Generations in dust civilisation reft
Buildings stripped by Nuclear Acid
Putrid river flowing rancid
Mutated beings in struggled motion
Flesh dripping from sores in their degenerated ocean
We now live in the mountains in cavernous caves
Away from the cities where millions stayed
Survivors we are our world in pity
Millions gone, where once stood a city
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war4.php
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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