After the bomb blows <br />And the world is blown in utter shambles. <br />There'll just be the snows, <br />No argument-pass-the-time rambles. <br /> <br />After frogs fall from the skies <br />And the world is in ruins, <br />Gone will be the why's <br />And all we once thought <br />Were shoo-ins. <br /> <br />After these deemed-stupid-horrible times, <br />After locusts swarm the field, <br />We won't remember the crimes, <br />Or broken dreams not healed. <br /> <br />Instead, we'll sit around a fire, <br />And watch the flames rise, <br />Burning all of that in a pyre, <br />And remember a time once wise <br />When everyone was honest <br />And all the children were sweet <br />When dreams came true <br />And we could accomplish any feat. <br /> <br />Yes, the fires will burn, <br />And we'll admire the sheen, <br />And people will write books, <br />Making a fortune, <br />On how things could've been.<br /><br />K. Jared Hosein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/society-after-the-bomb-blows/
