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Jan 2018
The world is filled with lies and hate,
the human race deserves its fate,
another flood, or maybe from space an asteroid,
or maybe well just hang around till the earth we have destroyed.

Shall we play a game, sure how about global thermonuclear war,
no one will win, but we all will know the score,
winter sets in for a thousand years,
only a few will survive through much pain and tears.

Shed for the planet and for loved ones lost,
those who pulled the trigger didn't understand the cost,
trapped in a bunker hundreds of feet under the ground,
they couldn't feel the heat but they could hear the sound.

Booms of thunder, and explosions untold,
like stories from the bible about the days of old,
those not burned up, or evaporated in the blast,
will wish that they had been, as they cannot last.

Terminator or the Matrix, or Planet of the Apes,
it really doesn't matter as we can't escape,
an alien experiment that has gone awry,
maybe to the stars, some of us will fly.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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