Blasts like earthquakes, started at target points,
Spreading circularly with a combination of forceful winds and wild tremor, ripping-off roof tops and causing buildings to crumble,
like fired cannon-balls, humans succumbed to this force.
No bloodsheds, but a ginormous massacre of every living thing within its blast range.
Survivors were few,
But now have either eyes like golf balls, teeth like vampires’, nose and upper lip merged together, a combination of these, or a more monstrous face.
The source of attack was from a neighboring country,
And the quest for retaliation was kindled.
Lights in the arsenal were turned on, plans were made,
And attack launched the next day.
Curfew been observed, but the booooms! ! ! and baaaams! ! ! never stopped to echo.
Our army responded with a combination of induced earthquakes, and numerous projectiles.
Before, during and even after sunset, thick smoke was clearly visible, even the third day after.
Diving into a pool of reflection,
Like a scripted Armageddon I recall the epic.
A blow for a blow, who's the victor? who was vanquished?
numerous lives terminated with just one attack.
World War III,
few soldiers, strong armies using weapons of mass destruction
nuclear bombs? understatement.