My Manic Watch
Tick tock tick tock
It is the tick ticking of time
That has brought the writing of this rhyme.
Tick tock tickity tock
My teeth are clinched the tension
And torture of hate bitten down hard.
Truman signs off-
I sign in.
My atomic bomb detonated
Hiroshima, Nagasaki
Save me from this war
This solar, polar extreme.
There is no beauty in hatred. There is no light, no hope, and no life There is no 'other' in hate- it is an all consuming torture.
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