Weapons Of Mass Destruction Poem by Garrett Binford

Weapons of mass destruction,
Waiting to be unleashed,
Upon the innocent victims of our enemies.


They unleash hell,
At the ring of a bell.
Destroying everything within their outburst of rage and death.


There is no escape,
From them when they wake,
As soon as you see them your courage will break.


They strike out of nowhere
But destroy everything, everywhere!
There is no way to survive,
Just accept your fate and die.


Some people run in fear
Others hold loved ones near
Hoping with all their might that their lives might be spared.