Apocalypse (A Nightmare)
By Richard H. Fay
A red-tinged shroud hangs
Over the western horizon.
A flame-lit smoke billows
Over a cityscape aflame.
A mushroom cloud rises
Over the cataclysmic scene.
A horrendous din rolls
Over all other sounds.
A ravaging wall of fire
Consumes all.
We hug each other tight
As everything burns.
Background in image above a digital manipulation of a public domain photo of a mushroom cloud obtained from Wikimedia Commons.
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