Ooh, Forward-Thinking Man With A Bright Idea Poem by J.M Berger

Honesty and loyalty are not always the same thing. I ask the Lord for strength. Oh my patience is being tried. My time is money. You see my face turning red, that look in my eyes. Potential damage: well, there was always the potential. Little did we know, how little we really knew. Here are you and I, left to guard the fort against a storm none could have anticipated. Some of the military men are vultures, but not killers. They just clean up the mess. Now I sit on a hill, watching as an atom bomb goes off. It solves one problem but the seeds are sown for a dozen more. And there are tough years to come. We enjoyed some decades of peace. Had all the time in the world to play. But now, there is work to be done. Even if the work doesn’t pay.