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Aftermath

October 21, 2013
Hourglass

Hourglass (Photo credit: John-Morgan)

A Darkness Lies over the Land,
no longer do Buildings Stand.
The Touch of Time’s Fleeting Sands,
is Erasing that of Man’s Hands.
Winter is in the Air,
No One is left to Care.
The Fields are Empty and Bare,
Silence, Silence Everywhere.
The Wind Sighing is the only Sound,
the Earth Gapes with holes Deep and Round.
No Living Creature can be Found,
their Bones Litter the Ground.
Burnt and Charred by tremendous heat,
they Sprawl in heaps that are far from neat.
The Bombs worked just Great,
Armageddon they did Create.

Emily

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