We live in history, says one.
We're flies on the hide of Leviathan, says another.
Either way, says one,
fears and losses.
And among losses, says another,
the special places our own roads were to lead to.
Our deaths, says one.
That's right, says another,
Now it's to be a mass death.
Mass graves, says one, are nothing new.
No, says another, but this time there'll be no graves,
all the dead will lie where they fall.
Except, says one, those that burn to ash.
And are blown in the fiery wind, says another.
How can we live in this fear? Says one.
From day to day, says another.
I still want to see, says one,
where my own road's going.
I want to live, says another, but where can I live
if the world is gone?
Also resonates for me with The Road by Cormac McCarthy
Absolutely connects with The Road. Yes.
Radioactive contamination in our lives and striving for a nuke-free future.
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