Michael A. McGuire

Aftermath

The flames are still flickering and radioactivity fills the 
atmosphere with its poisonous perfume!

It is cold...so cold.   All the animals gather together to 
feast on the decaying flesh of a fortunate spectator to 
the furnace.

There are images forever imprinted on the sidewalks where 
the animals once roamed.  Remains of the hunted can still 
be seen in muddy ditches, deserted streets and in mangled 
cars!

In this new dawn, there is nothing but darkness. Why must 
there be so much pain?  Haven\'t we suffered enough by living 
through the Hell of wondering when our sad destiny was to 
unfold before our crying eyes?

Disease is your only friend as you pass your days peeling off 
charred flesh and vomiting your guts out on the ash covered 
Land at demise!

The destructors of the Earth will burn in Hell forever tor committing 
the ultimate Sin by destroying us all instantaneously.  This is their
punishment and rightfully so at that!

I pity you my fair sister. Raped of thy innocence and splendor  
There will be no more conception in your sweet womb of sorrow 
for many eons!

Sterilized, until it becomes fertile once again, only to be destroyed 
by a new breed of repetitive ignorance!

WHY EVEN BOTHER?