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 …

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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 …

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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 …

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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, …

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