From A Distance

The Fall

Seething rubble,
the ashes of lives, In the debris,
nothing survives. An hour ago, life thrived here.
Life, in that second, was not found dear. The wind
stood still,watching in vain. It could not gust away the pain
of that single moment. In one blinding flash, the violent present
erased the past. The sands are black; the lakes are drier. A single cloud
still rises higher. Where the river ran boils black dread, There nothing
remains, living or dead. Our houses lay shattered in the ground, where
not a blade of green is found. And where are we, the children of all?
Reluctantly joining in Man’s final fall.
Can you hear our frightened cry?
Our wandering spirits still ask why?;
We were just playing with our new toys,
When there came a deafening noise.
The ground trembled below our feet.
Our bodies felt the terrible heat.
Like a living thing with its last mournful sigh, This beautiful planet
began to die. We’ve all dreamt of wingless flight.
Now we glide on toward the light.
As spirits now we all rise,
To join the stars in the skies,
To dream of when the earth was green,
And neither bomb nor war was seen.
Earth lies ‘neath us, .....black and gray.
This, we know was her final day.