Nuclear Poem

The sky looks very clear, the birds fighting over a piece of bread

Seagulls squawking and flying around

Hearing the crashes of the waves

The splashes of the waves are nice to the ear

 

 

Police Sirens

Scared because, I’m in a wooden boat

The smoke spreading around our area

Rocking yacht makes an attentive moan

 

People of our country protesting

The screams of the people

You have no right to do this

Furious, I can’t believe this is happening!

 

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