tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe Last One

The Last One

byLord_Joker©

Fire and brimstone everywhere,
But nothing is left to burn.
I am the last of an entire race,
My friends are all dead,
And so are My enemies.
My friends have no face,
All I have to remember them by,
Is what is in my head.
I remember it all,
The bombs flying,
Everyone dieing,
My enemies dropping to they’re knees.
I remember how it all started,
Although I wish I didn’t,
The children crying,
The houses burning,
It all turned to rubble before My eyes.
At that moment I realized,
The pain I caused with,
That little red button.
I wish it were all a dream!
But I know it isn’t,
For this is My punishment,
For pushing the button…

To see what I caused!

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