The Bomb

They knew something.

They gathered in small rooms.

They didn’t look the same in their interviews.

They lied constantly to cover up what they were planning.

Standing in a room being raised by hippies that’s when it happened.

The vision of peace shattered in broad daylight.

Women, children and the mightiest men, all dead.

It looked like a teardrop falling in a pool of water.

Nuclear energy everywhere as they all stood in a room silent facing the wrath of questions. 

The few left standing never seemed quite the same.

The kids who were brainwashed now saw a glimpse of reality. Would they snap out of it for they’d just witnessed the wrath of man.

The truth is, children shouldn’t see things like this but sadly they did.

Little girls all dead. Splattered into pieces. 

What you must comprehend is that the physics teacher is obsessed with science, but the Bible tells you that man from conception is evil and must answer to something to be judged.

Only one book talks about a power unseen and bloodlines that are rooted in destruction.

They call it religion, but in reality a physics teacher can not sum up the calculations of evil.

Scrambling on a chalkboard with mathematical equations that fall from the sky, he too sees the carnage only to feel some form of human grief called a soul itching at his conscience mind.

Travel deep inside the mind of a person whose thoughts wonder into the depths of space and you’ll find a bomb with no limitations.

To fathom the thought of such power is equivalent to a person with no knowledge sitting in a room all day watching television. They’ll never see it coming, but it’s real, and can only be stopped if war ends.

When it’s all said and done, I walked away, I didn’t drop the bomb, I tended the fields instead. The only thing that I was guilty of is that I didn’t fight hard enough to stop it. I didn’t fight hard enough for peace. God forgive us for we know not what we do. Physics is often studied in solitude while religious people hold hands praying for the strength to contain evil and those who wander off alone usually come back home with some limbs missing. Sadly, many don’t make it back. War is the square root of the equation, it sparks the flames.

The Bomb