Mushroom Cloud Math
Unable to tell
day sky from night.
children dart between
twisted metal and
geometric cement
remenats of what no one
bothers to remember.
Who cares as long as
they help you stay
hidden, never in the open?
Day and night matters not.
Hunger never sated.
The seach for food-
and water never ceases;
nothing grows in ashes
but cruelty and desperaton.
All go solo, to survive, or not.
Two soon always equals one
in the new math.
Mushroom cloud math.
Learning to count by
rictor meters, and
water drop rations
leaves little time for civics.
Long dead men
of coruption and greed
who pushed the button
to rid themselves of
a population to dumb
to know thier vote
no longer counted.
They could have used
a class on anger management.
Maybe then
they would have foreseen
thier own destruction.
Sticks and stones
beat atoms and nukes
as angry children know.
This country's greatest threat is its own self serving politicians. Why else would they sign a treaty promising not to provide shelter or protection for its own citzens in the event of a nuclear attack and then end the civil defense that once taught the population how to prepare and survive? Less of us. More for them.