After "what if" happens
some will survive to tell
how their hate, their weapons
made Earth a living hell.
Few names will be remembered—
and sung a capella.
With memories of atoms
at eve’s blast all pell-mell
they’ll look into the heavens
and raise a new groundswell
of hearts never surrendered—
à la Nelson Mandela.
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Written for Friday Flash 55, G-Man, and his Mr. Knowitall community...
and also for
dVerse Poets Pub Form for All, where host Samuel Peralta invites us to write a poem in 55 words this week.
Please visit both links to read many more "55s" as these two writing communities join together this week. What a special idea, Sam!
[Image via tumblr, where credit to the photographer was not given.]
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