An excellent article Ms Alperstein! Thank you. I offer you a couple of my poems.
Abolition of Nuclear Weapons! The answer to a maiden’s prayer. This is something I have worked for ever since I saw my first H-Bomb at the Marshal Islands in 1956, and suffered from the radiation exposure. I recovered and lived, many did not.
*When the NPT was signed I rejoiced! The US and the CCCP were working together to reduce and eventually eliminate their nuclear stockpiles. Then came the new century, loaded with promise of Peace, Love and Freedom. Then, we were Bushwhacked and those carefully worked out treaties and agreements were tossed in the trash can and the cold war resumed. This agreement could put us back on the road to nuclear disarmament, except for the fact that those with nuclear weapons have stated that they will not be a part of any such plan or treaty.
The World is now in the position of a man walking down the street between two angry men armed with machine guns, putting his arms up and hands out to both, saying, “Stop! Don’t you realize you will both be killed?” Then dying in the crossfire.
*Mrs. Minitrue says that “The most endangered species is man, because he continues to do self-destructive things even when he can see they will be fatal. He has the means to fix it, but is too stupid or short-sighted to do it.”
*We are now rapidly reaching the point of “Wake up, or die!” That is everybody, NO Survivors!
*So please, Everybody, WAKE UP!
I Have Seen the Dragon
I have seen the Dragon
Through clenched lids and arms pressed tight.
I have felt its hot breath on my back
And listened to the rumble of its voice.
I have looked upon its breath,
Glowing Amethyst, red and purple,
Climbing towards the stratosphere
To deposit its venom downwind.
I have waited in fear as my gums began to bleed
And my hair came out in clumps.
I breathed a prayer of thanks
As I began to heal.
After fifty years, our ranks are thin,
We who have seen the Dragon and survived.
Those who have died or are sickened still,
Their numbers are legion.
All we can hope for, work for, pray for,
Is that no madman will ever be allowed
To unleash the Dragon again.
For its legacy to all is death, disease and decay.
2 November 2006
It Will Go On
The red, setting sun, casts long shadows of the rocks and hills.
When the bombs are silent and the radiation has decreased,
The desert still exists, silent save for the susurration of the sand
Blown by the winds, slowly covering the wounds of war.
Forgotten monuments again becoming homes and shelter.
Small creatures creep out in the gathering stillness
To carry on their own lives, eating and being eaten
In the long dance that predates man and will continue long after.
As the climates change, volcanos and tsunamis rend the land and shore,
With the melting of the ice the seas rise; temperate zones become steppes,
Encased in permafrost. Man’s vaunted civilization may crumble away.
Man, himself, may run crying into the limbo that holds the dinosaurs.
The desert, silent save for the susurration of the sand, will still exist.
The red, setting sun, will cast long shadows of the rocks and hills.
Small creatures will creep out in the gathering stillness
To carry on their own lives, eating and being eaten as they always have…
21 November 2005
I hope we can wake up and avoid this…