rethink.
The tyrant with the blood of cities on his hands was dying. His monks told him Bliss awaited. Content he closed his eyes only to hear chants of rethink.
All those he had betrayed surrounded him in a great circle.
Bliss would come when he found someone who loved him.
return to normal
Survivors of the nuclear war woke up from aeons of stasis.
Seeing the renewed world some thought of what they could own or eat. Eyeing naked bodies others thought yummy or gosh. Anger remained strong but some grew indifferent. One knew best.
The Devil smiled at the return to normal
parent’s breathing love
sky full of whispers dancing
for children to pop
children smile easy
balloons wriggle and jiggle
parents secret joy
The Visitor
Whenever they detected the ability of atom weapons a visitor was sent in genetic disguise to live as a local. The task was to assess if this world protected or damaged the environment. Protected, the visitor revealed the truth of the Pax, if not they were left alone to wither.
strawberry and cream
balloons dance over snow fields giggles chase after
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freckles on a child
balloons jostle and break free
as eyes look skyward
