The Dead City

A giant nuclear missile
streaked across the sky
its fusion hydrogen blast
burning the City from up high,
in the explosion millions had to die,
poor souls never knew quite why,
the City turned to green glass and stone
after the mushroom clouds had gone,
most people totally evaporated
the rest into dust cremated,
those in the suburbs faced a slow death
with the atmosphere radio activated,
and then the City was silent as a grave
except the victims in the suburbs slowly
dying in the ensuing radiation wave,
if there be Gods they'd shed tears of pity
for this forever to be dead City...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2009 Alfred Charasz