rising tides tidings bring

rising tides tidings bring

A Poem by RuseInex

greed, no heed
is sometimes the need
as true as is the need for energy,
or war technology,
oblivious to the dangers inherent,
obvious for even the simple
to understand
especially the need that breeds
the mother of invention
for irresponsibility over time's span

the creation of devices nuclear
dangerous to even think,
accidents are as inevitable
as we are all to make
mankind is prone to mistake

and yet it's no secret
wickedness is real
evil is a relative term to most
the premeditation of cataclysms for their goals
the goals of those who would rule the earth
for those of 9 11
the madness behind the scenes
in darkness diabolics breed
they care not of us
but for extermination

melts the bones
kills in silent heat
that cannot be contained

two rods touch each other
like matches from hell
critical mass breeds
instant plutonium poison spark
and worse
playing with the devil’s fire
introduced stuff by fallen angels
shared nefarious forbidden secrets
just as hitler had help


mere man splits atoms
uses rusty humble iron metal
so vain to even think
could ever contain
the substance secrets of the stars
that no flesh can look upon
and yet with none or little caution
disdain for fellow man perhaps
intentional or by default of vice
his breed keeps
the flames of dante’s inferno going
creating evermore
nuclear driven hells
ask the former denizens
of the bikini pacific atoll

enter fukushima into the pacific
march 11, 2011,
it’s wormwood venom flows
each second
of each day
of each year
since its spew
into our once pristine oceans
and yet few
almost nil
take the time to look
off their so called smart phones
devices that transfix their attention
like ostriches' heads buried
into the sands of ignorance
like possums playing dead
refusing to look
for fear of facts of reality
frightening data
who can blame them?

look it up if you dare,
with which what the internet is replete
call it fear mongering
call it fake news if you’d like
call it conspiracy
call it what you will,
you’ll see


countless drums of poison
being drummed
by replaceable humans
for pay and politics
rusting through the steel
melting a path of liquid hell

the drumming goes on
since the onset of the spill
like dante’s infernal eternal
transiting to the top of the hill
carrying holed buckets
filled with the fill
dribbling glowing green,
unearthly yellow
neon reds radiating death
from the source
of a china syndrome pit

wake up and learn
about the world you live in
consider the atmosphere
resist the horrific fear
that will consume your bones
frighten your mind
like it does mine,
die a thousand deaths
as you contemplate
our eternal fate

if we allow to continue
what has sprung
from the minds of maniac men
who do not refrain
fail to abstain
from the use of nuclear domains
they have no right
or priviledge to address
refuse to redress
all our lives are at stake

we are not created
in the image of radiation
but in the image of God
are we made

nature is testimony
no living thing upon
our wonderous planet
can exist by strontium doses
or the like
like that which resides
in afflicted cow’s milk

white blood cells' attack
bone marrow's madness
like mad cow disease
no mammalian,
reptilian, creature that exists
will ever live on a planet
whose environment
has been converted hostile
may as well consider
living in a sulfuric laden atmosphere
can we live like this much longer?
will mutations cause us to transform
into creatures that can subsist on isotopes?

can we evolve into ubermen?
do we prefer this
over who we really are?

will we allow our genes
mutation to alien forms?

what will be the turning point?
perhaps tinker with biogenetics
combine with computerized dna
merge man and machine
into AI

perhaps you do,
leave me out
and yet,
the day is coming,
no choice will be given,
but to transform
or death

my heart is heavy on these accounts
my liver fouled with nausea
caused by these dumb evil deeds
the stupidity
of those in power is overwhelming
as billions of lives are being affected

i am not naive enough
to believe that these,
those who make these decisions
will ever desist,
their pawns have been,
and they're replaceable

more nuclear plants
are being planned in japan
and across the world
no,
there is not just one fukushima,
or one chernobyl
there are many and many growing
it will not stop

just as it began above ground
and below years ago
and continues still
in the name of experimentation
and defense,
how enigmatically,
paradoxically,
ironically ridiculous,
that we use nuclear as defense
against those of our own kind
who would annihilate us
as we annihilate in exhange
the whole of humanity,
caught in the fray

the nuclear will proliferate
unchecked
in the name of defense
and scientific research
no earthly power can turn the tide
no demonstrations will ever do the trick
no human has the power to change the
inevitable outcome
until on the very brink
on the precipace we stand
our backs against the flames

a perfect time
for a so called savior
to enter the stage
it will go according to plan
since the dawn of the ages
of the original rebellion

in his own name,
will enter the scene
promising
to rescue us from our plight
and yet the motive
will be
to further our own extinction
by the possession of souls
which he lusts to overtake
to hell’s lake of fire
his domain

the word of God says
that Christ himself will return
to rescue us
he will appear in the clouds
as promised,
when he said
that if he did not intervene
all life on earth
would be no more

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fukushima_Daiichi_Nuclear_Power_Plant
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y8vR8VtTlWQ&t=4075s

© 2018 RuseInex


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RuseInex

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