A Possible Future Poem by Mark Cook

Dawn is breaking, the sky's crimson red, fields are littered with bodies of the dead, the third world war is about to awake, embers are glowing, a fire will start, the long dead flames of war are alight once more as the world heads off to the third world war, prepare to gather as the firestorm rages while Russia continues to march, be prepared for bombs to drop and to watch the world burn because a storm is brewing and it's the calm before the nuclear storm.