The bombs fell from the sky like fireflies,
and soon all of it was gone;
turned to ash,
and back to dirt,
from the fires.
And then-
it rained.
As it always does;
After.
JE LEEST
After [10-2-2009]
PoëzieAfter [10-2-2009]. A poem about the apocalypse. End of times. Nuclear war.
After [10-2-2009]
The bombs fell from the sky like fireflies,
and soon all of it was gone;
turned to ash,
and back to dirt,
from the fires.
And then-
it rained.
As it always does;
After.
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