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Explosions Create?
What do explosions do?
"They explode!" Johnny says
The children laugh
The teacher scorns
As mushroom clouds form
As my mind questions the facts
I see nothing, hear nothing
Darkness
Then a light, expanding, becoming
I see cosmic rays built up to beams
Going forth, bringing light to the world
But all the while, as the beams go and the dust clears
She spits out the facts
My mind wanders
Wonders, explosions don't create, they destroy
Explosions don't begin, only end the days
They aren't skilled artists, they aren't makers
They're takers
They took the World at War in Hiroshima
The innocence in Vietnam
And the brave Towers in September
They don't create lives, they take them
Explosions don't create a world
They destroy it, one flame to burn
"Out of nothing, comes something?" I ask
The class stops
Silence
No answer
The question stands
"They explode!" Johnny says
The children laugh
The teacher scorns
As mushroom clouds form
As my mind questions the facts
I see nothing, hear nothing
Darkness
Then a light, expanding, becoming
I see cosmic rays built up to beams
Going forth, bringing light to the world
But all the while, as the beams go and the dust clears
She spits out the facts
My mind wanders
Wonders, explosions don't create, they destroy
Explosions don't begin, only end the days
They aren't skilled artists, they aren't makers
They're takers
They took the World at War in Hiroshima
The innocence in Vietnam
And the brave Towers in September
They don't create lives, they take them
Explosions don't create a world
They destroy it, one flame to burn
"Out of nothing, comes something?" I ask
The class stops
Silence
No answer
The question stands
Published 19th Jan 2012
| Edited 30th Jan 2012
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