the Atomic Desert

the Atomic Desert
Widespread destruction
Collapse of civilization
Premeditated extinction
Planned extermination
Warped metal, rusted metal
Melted glass, stained glass
A holocaust in human costs
As we know it, suddenly lost
Long shadows no one sees
World with no technology
Containment not considered
Fallout a continual blizzard
War machines commanded
Frozen and abandoned
Not even a corpse to recognize
The world no longer civilized
No safe place to evacuate
Sit and wait or perhaps mutate
Plutonium, Radium, Uranium
Chain reactions unchained
The fission cycle on repeat
Eternally haunted by and by
Ghosts of ground zero
Scorching winds of erosion
Nuclear famine casualties
Everywhere calvities
Underground a few remain
Everything around has changed
Never be the same
Only pain
And utter shame

The Nuclear Option – Painting the Atomic Desert
Free people across the globe fear it. Politicians threaten each other and nuclear arsenals grow. They rally around the cry that unless we stockpile arms we’ll be attacked. Scientists study the “what if’s” but have no idea what to expect. The media watches with baited breath as tensions grow, feverishly writing inflammatory drivel. Hollywood creates post-apocalyptical scenarios where humans become primitive and war-like. Everyone has an opinion, and yet…we really don’t know what global nuclear war would mean.
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One can only hope this scenario doesn’t come to fruition, but it seems inevitable. Nicely rendered in emotive poetic verse Ralph.
This is a very powerful poem, Ralph. Depressing because it is so truthfully vivid.
Life is so fragile, more so now than ever. What is to come is a scary thought, something we don’t want to see, but it sure is threatening. Very well phrased poem, Ralph. Well done.
Thanks – I’ve been toying with this concept for some time – it’s a tough thought to actually get on paper.