Friday, August 20, 2010

Nuclear Winter

Wilderness wandering lost, this disgrace of a race.
Higher power show me reality and put me in my place.
Don't buy, don't sell, when all is good, all is not well.
A nuclear nightmare when all I can think of is tragedy.
A one passenger ride to hell and back.
I looked on in excitement as evil was preparing its trap.
Don't buy, don't sell, when all is good, all is not well.
A nuclear nightmare when all I can think of is tragedy.
Leave me be, I am packed in ice and feeling the heat.
No sea, no breeze, winter is expensive, summer comes for free.
Don't buy, don't sell, when all is good, all is not well.
A nuclear nightmare when all I can think of is tragedy.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini

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