Some men just want to watch the world burn
they huddle in the darkness remembering the beauty of life in the past remembering the fleeting thoughts of life before the blast a future that could have once been bright is shrouded in a cold dark night no one is coming to save anyone this is the punishment for what other men have done the broken buearucracies of a global politic spewing the lies of a centurys old rhetoric now in eternal darkness we weep dying as we breathe