Nuclear Event Poem by Michael Kersting

Feasting on the bodies from the Nuclear blasts.

Those dreadful rats had quite a repast

Both rich and poor they feverishly ate

Squealing and shrieking as their hunger whet.

The so called “masters of the World” were no more that day

As the nuclear bombs exploded around the world in dismay

The aftermath of that devastation was a sad thing to see,

As the ruins of great cities tumbled into the great rolling sea.

A quiet calm filled the earth that dreadful day

As the deadly smoke rose to the sky in disarray

Now it's only a dry, empty planet dead and desolated in every way

Quietly spinning it's forlorn way into dreadful decay

A once vibrant planet teeming with life in full bloom

With it's advanced technologies, is now dead and in gloom.

Such is the possible Fate of Mankind and the Earth if the

Great Powers and Nations do not wake up and get rid of their nuclear

arsenals before it's too late