NU CLEAR PEACE

“Nuke” is a small word,
A word too small to see,
See,as in it's very essence,
The mushroom cloud ,it be,

Unlike the mushrooms we eat,
It's something far more profound,
For it flattens cities within it's grasp,
Just as it falls on the ground,

Forget Fat and Little Boy,
Their yield was just around twenty.
The yield of Pakistan and India?
In hundreds; more than plenty,

All it will take is a fool,
To press the option for release,
And bring upon the two warring nations,
Ten thousand years of peace,

Peace it will be for everyone,
As the priorities will change again,
For,now,they will have to deal with,
The effects of the radioactive rain,

O,fools that glorify nukes,
Go ,see the museums that display,
The photos of Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
Where children were vaporized at play,

Or see the photos of the aberrations,
That the nuclear dust created,
For generations the people gave birth,
To freaks ,shunned and hated,

Yes,it's easy to press the button,
When you can't have your way,
Even if the cost is a catastrophe,
Courtesy,your nerves in fray,

It takes special kinds of fools,
To bring upon damnation,
When you try to act like God,
There really is no salvation,

If you think I'm kidding,
Read some history,please,
And do look at the fallout effects;
It'll make Chernobyl look like a tease.