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You cannot control the power of the sun Far less try to hide it behind lies And reassurances that everything is fine, While it burns into the retinas of thousands Who thought they had jobs for life. The sunsets just don't lie, our life giving Star sent messages to it's progeny Writing out the truth across the sky Pripyat holds the secrets of the apocalypse Now we know what happens when our world Ends, nature carries on, regardless, unperturbed Even after we have done our worst, we go The way of the dinosaurs, leaving a vacancy For the next apex predator to ***** up The world will never stop, but we will And I think you'll find we will not be sorely missed Just because one man broke the rules Causing a reactor to blow it's cool All so the 'Woodpecker' could listen in A wall of surveillance powered by nuclear Fission, now it is a tourist hot spot, everyone Can go to visit the moment this world stopped But will we learn from the devastation that's left History says otherwise, you can't fix stupid
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Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 5:46 PM UTC
Chernobyl
You cannot control the power of the sun Far less try to hide it behind lies And reassurances that everything is fine, While it burns into the retinas of thousands Who thought they had jobs for life. The sunsets just don't lie, our life giving Star sent messages to it's progeny Writing out the truth across the sky Pripyat holds the secrets of the apocalypse Now we know what happens when our world Ends, nature carries on, regardless, unperturbed Even after we have done our worst, we go The way of the dinosaurs, leaving a vacancy For the next apex predator to ***** up The world will never stop, but we will And I think you'll find we will not be sorely missed Just because one man broke the rules Causing a reactor to blow it's cool All so the 'Woodpecker' could listen in A wall of surveillance powered by nuclear Fission, now it is a tourist hot spot, everyone Can go to visit the moment this world stopped But will we learn from the devastation that's left History says otherwise, you can't fix stupid
nigdaw
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60/M/Essex, UK.
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 5:46 PM UTC
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