Lest we forget scorched earth policies, of megaton and hydrogen, and =



taut muscle of an armory that flexes, to show the world we mean =



business!



It's all smiles and handshakes, but who moves to disarm.



We've cheapened time and evolution.

To be violently erased is non - fiction.

Those summits and peace treaties are just worthless words.



It's all smiles and handshakes, but who moves to disarm.



Radium, Uranium - one more isotope to add the collection.

The age of outrage has been reasoned into submission.

And cries for peace are no longer in fashion.

I wonder if we'll see the point through cataracted eyes.

Or draw breath from irradiated lungs, and sigh as we exit times =



seven