Chalk Dust (Poetry)

assorted colored chalks on wood surface

Smoke trailing the nuclear rocket
Ahead’s his palace and it’s gonna sock it
High tech bombers gonna chalk it up
Watch the fireworks, two thumbs up

What kinda world we livin’ in?
To dreadfully punish every lil’ sin
We make mistakes the moment we begin
Sit back & realize these are our kin

Everything a deadly plan
Always trying to widen the span
Of what we believe as freedom for all man
But we only take as much as our players can

Then bring in the weapons of mass destruction
Seeing starting over here as better construction
And while democracy does serve its function
Warped minds can use it for dysfunction

December 30, 2012

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.
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