yellow is coming
petals in bloom
weather is
warming
spring.
The Decision
And the decision
was made
to wage a war
of most epic
proportions.
But there was
no one left
to fight it.
The young were
filled with
peaceful
ideals; the old
were enamored
with the
pitch-perfect
silence
of guns without
gunpowder,
destroyers with
nothing to
destroy.
The patriots had
run out of
people to
die for their
ideals.
All that was left
was a world
without wars,
which rendered
the warmongers
meaningless.
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musings on the inherent madness of mutually-assured-destruction.