well, it's nuclear rain, <br />voices without names, <br />faces etched in pain, <br />lives given in vain, <br />it's nuclear rain. <br />well, it's nuclear night. <br />cant tell wrong from right, <br />hope is out of sight, <br />men stand alone and fight. <br />it's nuclear night. <br />well, it's nuclear stillness. <br />past the point of forgiveness.. <br />the dying cry out to witness. <br />the ego driven illness. <br />it's nuclear stillness. <br />well, it's nuclear devastation. <br />the home divided by the nation. <br />the individual sold to exploitation. <br />to bondage and incarceration. <br />it's nuclear devastation. <br />well, it's nuclear hell. <br />the spirit put on sale. <br />the body just a shell. <br />the truth it cannot tell. <br />it's nuclear hell. <br />well, it's nuclear death, <br />fear steals the very breath. <br />everything taken nothing left. <br />child of Cain, child of Seth, <br />it's nuclear death. <br />well, it's the nuclear dawn, <br />all that ever was is gone. <br />the weak devoured by the strong, <br />god left to walk alone... <br />it's nuclear dawn!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/well-it-s-nuclear/