A Blemish in Our Atmosphere

Between the curves where space and sky entwine, The air is stripped by violent, solar flow; A savagery inherently benign, When matched with what arises from below.   The shockwaves of our past can still be felt, Revealing every blow as it was dealt; As ripples found in time unveil each scar, The atmosphere cannot … Read more

The Spoils of Peace

As echoes of past conflicts start to fade, The dissipating fog lays bare what’s planned; Whilst treaties dance upon a blunted blade, With bloodied fist replaced by sleight of hand. The broken boughs pollute this new wasteland, As mended limbs now exhume every crease And bow and scrape to each perverse demand. The gongs of … Read more

The Machine Gun

Hiram Maxim was born in Maine, Embarking down a path which that Gave us a gun that bore his name, Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.   The British turned it down at first Declaring that it would fall flat. The Germans saw its murderous thirst, Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.   Placed at the forefront of their lines As a defence … Read more

Destroyer of Worlds

A letter from a German god, Did bring new players to the game; Their moral thoughts we now think odd, And nothing now would be the same.   Dreamt up by thinkers in their labs, As a new way to kill and maim; No one to question, or keep tabs, And nothing now would be … Read more

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