How sad! , I consummed a horrendous crime
But wait, I thin it is just a war act
I pushed the button and killed them in fact
I did it with just one hand, and on time.
Retaliation? Peace? This is all lime
Just wait, in case they have time to react
Who cares? I will die with my pride intact
And if children are nuked, let the bells chime.
This is now a radioactive heaven
The fools who started this game should have known
And our death may rain but we are even.
Earth, again, is the reign of the unknown
We will ferment because we have leaven. 13
Of hate, of pride and radioactive foam.
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13-. leaven = Any influence spreading and working within
something to bring a complete but gradual change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem