Air Burst…

In New York City, Philadelphia and Washington DC,

An air-burst of nuclear proportions did level each,

In NJ, the south end, we live with the fact we are fenced in,

By the pall of radioactive atmospheric conditions,

About to rain down upon us with acid rain, enough to burn flesh,

Those that have not died in the first attack; will melt due to searing flesh,

No place to run, no place to hide, just better make nice with your maker,

Even if you never did believe, this is the time to accept and make regrets…

The sky a burning red, while the ocean is all but dead,

No fish did survive; the radioactive run off, from NYC so they said,

Life as we know it, no longer an option, no cars, walking instead,

Electro-magnetic pulse (EMP) the culprit, no electronics, all seeing red,

Yes we might as well as be from the beginning most dead…

The nuclear pall, a smoke, a fog, a cloud of destructive particles,

Descending on us like a shroud, man lived so long and so proud,

No more Mother Nature, all is destroyed, man can’t fix this one said aloud,

People dying from the inside – out, killed because of nuclear war, don’t pout,

We hope this will not happen, but one terrorist with an atomic edge,

Will be like to this world, our earth, someone did take a sledge…

       © ed – 5/15/04