Nuclear Rain Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

It is a twisted sense of God
shrouded in eagle and flag-adorned anthologies
of patriotic lyrics screaming:

Where were you when the world stopped turning?

Did they become words that talk about nothing
but shiny political content praising war-mobilization
and foreign policy arrogance thinking

You can bomb da world to pieces
but you can't bomb it into peace.

Now ask yourself who's the one to gain the most
from this spiritual bomb?
Are protest lyrics dead when once dormant
anti-war words were heard but now it is easier
to shut up and write and maybe get paid.

What's really going on?

Long ago lyrics turned defiance into raging, soaring,
brave anti-war gestures like

I wanna kill Sam
Bush killah
Bad religion

while Noam Chomsky split into a no-war-for-oil
seminar and time-honored balance

but one decided to bomb them all and
let God sort them by echoing

Let's Roll

for freedom, love and going after Satan
on the wings of doves.

Before 911 Modafuckas couldn't stand his name
Now we all waive flags like we lost our mind
Everybody got opinions but don't know dah time

No disrespect, that's where I rest my head

As-Salaam Alaikum!
Is nuclear rain gonna fall?