Toxic dust.
Lights,
A radioactive shine,
Glow.
And snap, crackle, pop.
Crispy skin,
Shift,
To organs,
Within.
Burn.
Dry up,
And pump.
Strontium from the cell.
Rapid deterioration.
Give loyalty to your nation.
Or religion,
Cult,
Faction.
Or PlayStation.
Stagin’
Real world events,
In fictional novels.
I marvel,
At characters on,
Movies & cartoons.
Life blooms,
In the explosions & booms.
Nuclear reproduction.
Life giving destruction.
Make government not function,
Excuse my presumption.
These people just seem evil,
It’s what I’ve learned along the way.
Keep my emotions at bay,
Don’t stray,
Too far from home and I’ll be safe.
Hate,
Fake,
Toxic dust,
And fairy stuff.
It’s just another dream.
Leave it alone,
As the nuclear winds scream.