Looking back
We were heedless, still, of the salt taste of the winds.
News trickled from a distant country, it wore a mask to confuse us and
we did not recognise it.
People ordered to stay home,
come out for essentials but nothing else.
We watched on our screens, with tea and popcorn
gripped by the new blockbuster.
Of course, this would not happen to us with
our lives in the west, hard fought freedoms and
precious wealth. Look at the PM shake hands.
But the saltyness found a way.
Determined, clinging as a limpet clings.
We were too late to prise it off and
a lethal net cast itself wide.
While our eyes were watching this thing on screen
in it crept,
millions, billion, trillions of nuclear beads.
Took aim, without judgement.
Slamming into our souls,
questioning our heritage,
taking prisoners and killing without prejudice.
Where will we go from here…
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