An end
To hunger
Poverty
Disease
Replaced
By the silver beacon
Of our nuclear arsenal
Shiny toys
Long forgotten
Slumbering
In their secret silos
While mankind
Found new ways
To destroy
The world over
The Shield
A promise
To protect us
From all
That disagreed
With our ideology
The National Missile Defense
The perfect cover
That solemn day
Fireworks exploded
Over every major city
And everything
In between
The Fourth of July?
No
The Fourth of March
Liberty
Of another kind
Took place
Freedom from obligation
To those
This country served
Missiles had been stopped
From China
Russia
Perhaps even
The Middle East
Though the sky bled
The populace breathed
A sigh of relief
If only an instant
Puzzled
By the lack of response
Angered
That our adversaries
Hadn’t been reduced to ashes
More baffling still
That the debris
Fell back on us
In clusters
Were these in fact
Instruments
Of our own design
The new agent
Was devised
To act quickly
Even The Chosen
Did not want to see
The ants crushed underfoot
Twitch slowly
Before expiring
But again
The effects
Had not been tested
Most that hadn’t
Inoculated themselves
Died quickly
And in a macabre twist
The new chemicals
Mixed with the vaccination
Triggered a ravenous response
Neighbor devoured neighbor
Brothers
Sisters
Alike
Hysteria ignited round the globe
The world watching helplessly
As the death clouds
Drew closer
New York was struck
By England
Before they realized
They were only hastening
Their own demise
The Chosen
Scattered into the horizon
Many pondered
Where this might be
A secret moon base
Mars
Perhaps farther still
Though there was nothing
To support this
Others surmised
The polar icecaps
Mountains of Tibet
Deserts
Rain forests
Nothing more than speculation
A dull tool
In a box of many
None
That could help escape
These blistering shackles
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