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The Eve Of Armageddon
When the battle sirens quieten, but the smoke still lingers on, when the landmines are strewn upon the ground, and all faith and hope's long gone,
When the funeral pyre's laid waste to, cause the death toll rose too high when another bold dictator sends his troops to war to.die,
When the sprawling skies above us are foreboding,still and grey, when the world's in constant darkness, and you can't tell night from day,
When the patriotic natives wished that they could make a stand, when an eerie, deathly silence, like a plague spreads through the land,
When the stench of rotting flesh does hang for many miles around, cause there aren't enough survivors to dig mass graves in the ground,
That'll be when realisation comes and it makes your brain go numb, and discover Putin's blown all of mankind to kingdom come.
When the funeral pyre's laid waste to, cause the death toll rose too high when another bold dictator sends his troops to war to.die,
When the sprawling skies above us are foreboding,still and grey, when the world's in constant darkness, and you can't tell night from day,
When the patriotic natives wished that they could make a stand, when an eerie, deathly silence, like a plague spreads through the land,
When the stench of rotting flesh does hang for many miles around, cause there aren't enough survivors to dig mass graves in the ground,
That'll be when realisation comes and it makes your brain go numb, and discover Putin's blown all of mankind to kingdom come.
Published 30th Mar 2022
Author's Note
The inspiration that urged me to pick up my pen was a news report on the Russian/Ukraine conflict where Putin allegedly spoke of bringing nuclear weapons into the equation, hence the finished piece of writing's self explanatory.
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