Saturday, August 12, 2023

AFROFuturist Poetry: The Cold War Poem #1

 



They say,

 

nuclear politics,

like drool from a rabid dog,

is safe when kept at bay;

 

They say,

 

reinforced concrete

and chains of command

isolate the mindless rage;

 

They say,

 

they won’t be the first

to lift the latch

set the gears to grind and lurch;

 

and They say,

 

even if suddenly it leaps unleashed,

the dripping jaws will viciously clamp

on all bare flesh no less



-- sbattle







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