Temper tantrum of a deadly kind
|Nuclear Bomb (an acrostic poem)
No one can ever comprehend it
Unless they have seen the devastation.
Charred bodies of young and old,
Listened to the cries of the lucky burned survivors.
Each victim dies inch by inch each day.
All living things have vanished.
Reality was changed in an instant.
Big mushroom-like clouds filled the sky one day.
Our beloved cities, fields, and people have been annihilated.
Miles and miles of destruction can be seen, all this
Because someone got mad and pressed a button.