A constant shadow hangs ominous

Something has gone wrong
and things are not
how they used to be

and firestorms
hang in the
polluted black sky

while lightning bolts
lash out
like lights searching
for a answer

and bitter acid rain falls
among the rubble
left by man

and as far
as the eye can see
desolation goes

and man has lost the plan
for the survival
of every thing that lives
and death is everywhere

and the constant shadow
hangs ominous
where the sun used to shine

and an unstoppable fire
burns the land
and winds of radiation
blows endlessly
where birds used to fly.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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