Bomb

Bomb

A Poem by Ryan David Seymour

In the end man created bomb

He looked at bomb and said

"I have never seen destruction look so beautiful"

Man then worshiped bomb and it's burning gate to hell

He told his fellow man that bomb was freedom

Bomb lied to them

Bomb was the fiery gates to hell upon beautiful blue skies

Bomb was the destroyer of innocence

Bomb was the consumer of life

Bomb made man create a mindset of Honor and Valor

Man believed bomb and decided that he should always destroy first, questions could come later

Man became a tool of his creation and laid his soul in its burning fire

Bomb never gave man peace or freedom

Bomb took everything that man created it to protect.

Man became the enemy they always attacked.

Man ceased to be man and became bomb

Boom.


© 2008 Ryan David Seymour


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Added on February 23, 2008
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Ryan David Seymour
Ryan David Seymour

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I like to write. Not a Claimer or Namer. Just do what I love and love life the good-times and the hell. more..

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