Meriden poet: Rocket- Science

Meriden poet: Rocket- Science



In the atmosphere, above the clouds,

A threat looms its shrouded haze,

A dreadful fear, taunting, us, so proud 

And make a darkness, taunt our days,

The race, with time, 

The race with space,

Mushroom clouded

Nightmare, shrouded,

The war of words, the heartless men,

Encoded war, might this be the end?

From soulless, the dictatorship,

 Blast, rocket-men, an empty ship,

Rocket-Man, not a long, long time,

As Levon, he counts his money,

Goodbye, Norma Jean, as Kennedy cries,

From  the Rocken' Chair, not even funny,

Can words, dare play

Can war, make play,

Of all this creation,

Become, annihilation?

   

This race with time,

This race for space

Where it began,

Where Will it end,

The Human  "Race"

Where, NOBODY WINS...

M.C. Morley, Meriden


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