Uranium Nightmare Poem by Vision Ghost

A woman screams, though not from pain of labour
But from that which is born, to her a new endeavour
That now the curse of this, deformed born creature
Has so taken its grip upon, another deadly scripture

An abomination of such hatred, from this suppressor
From the west came their lethal, poisonous, murderer
Forever engrained in rocks, water and breathed air
Thus the innocent shall suffer, without a single care

Destroyed are lives when so, spontaneously aborted
Through deformities so hideous, they are blighted
For 4.5 billion years of this, the radioactive curse
That many an embryo, now are born to the hearse

Yet another lies dying, now so riddled with tumours
As the child is dead inside, before the very traumas
Ordnance unexploded, now this lethal child’s toy
Maimed and disfigured are the face, of girl and boy

Great misery bestowed, for the greed of a politician
His friends and their children; born a humanitarian?
So free from the visions, of the death and disease
That ravage now the lives, so many a people flees

But to where and how do, they escape this lethality?
Of an enemy they cannot see, invading; an insanity
Infected with the bloating, of western greed again
Dispelling that reason, of this agony and this pain

Cannot a baby child scream, from its deformities?
Forever silenced in death, from this isotope disease
This deadly dust of a the US, and a UK military
Always to deny, what is so written in their history

And of their own personnel, whose children born
With fingers fused and lungs failing, such scorn
Against a supposed brand, of a new human being
Called a politician of this sickness, needs venting