7/16/18
Guns have been loaded,
The die has been cast;
Our sons and daughters,
Will soon breathe their last.
Minute-man silos will spit out their hate;
We could escape to the moon,
But it's fifty years too late.
Winter is coming;
Spring will not return;
Sooner or later,
The whole world will burn.
Cities on fire, death on the wind;
Total destruction, nothing left to defend.
Tear it all down, annihilation delay;
Allow our children at least one more day.
