*Catastrophe.*

Over cracked ground
Where armed favours wait,
Striking humanity down
Like tax on a fly.
-———
Charcoal eyes blink to fast
To think,
As burning generals children
Beckon Lucifer awake.
Riding a grinning Russian dog,
Slowly falling down
The widening crack.
-———
And breaks our world apart more.
It spins,
With bent axis
Far away.
Through time and space,
Then slows right down
Untill we all disembark.
-———

*Catastrophe.*

Andrew Nawroski

Newport, United Kingdom

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