Silence sleeps

Silence sleeps

no more.

bugles blow.

drums

pound

as we stand

firmly

on our green bank’s

cooling ground.

at the brink of war

the flag flaps unfurled

in the coming radioactive wind.

as we look up

proudly

boldly

in horror

to the streaks

of smoke

and flame

behind incoming

descending

missiles

of mass destruction

with full assurance

those

who sent these

gifts of death

over the sea’s horizon

will soon

be

encased

in a

flash

of

terrible

but

beautiful

golden

bright

inferno

and

godly

swift

whirlwind

storm.

Oh, yes

it is true

there is

awesome

beauty

in everything.

even in

ones own

total

annihilation.

silence

will

sleep

in

its

own

full

measure.

a heavenly

stillness

will

prevail

for

a

million

years.

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