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whats this smell in the wind?
clouds darker than ever?
the pillar climbs so high
then it folds up and out
the choking force of the winds
and the earths rumbling
in this post apocalyptic mix
its fail-safe automatic,
the sense that you must flee
something has gone horribly wrong
this deathly surreal shape
is the only tell tale sign
of the worlds greatest fear,


nuclear war



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BelmaH said...
Feb. 11, 2010 at 3:48 pm
Wow. i really like this poem. i love the subject matter.
 
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