But what lies beyond that rusted fence
save long forgotten memories
of that time so distant hence
death came on an eastern breeze.
See the distant guarded land
of ruins amid strange twisted growth,
the place from which all men are banned.
Miles which nature seems to loath.
Today the wind is from the west
blowing hidden danger out to sea
to settle on a breaker's breast
like leaves shed by a dying tree.
Legend says that monsters dwell
in the center of this wasted land
buried beneath a poured stone shell
beside deserted poisoned sand.
Your uncle swore 'twas nothing there
and like a fool he walked within.
In mere days he'd lost his hair,
in weeks he died skeleton thin.
Son tell your sons as I tell you
and bring them here but don't go in
for all this land within our view
still glows at night from ancient sin.
Comments
Woow Stan!
This is so well thought out and brilliant! It has power, reflective wisdom. and a stark warning for future generations. In my opinion this is close to the top of the list of your best.
Thanks for sharing Stan
Well done 10 stars from me.
Love Mand xxxxxxx
hi Mand
to imagine what the future might hold for this site I looked at existing sites where contamination is heavy. I am glad you enjoyed this read.................stan
Shirl the pearl
Too often bliss is ignorance lol. Always nice to see your smiling face................stan
A.D.
thank you and my thoughts also turn to our desert flower..................stan
Rosi
there are clear examples of how long term radiation affects life in both the former Soviet Union and the U. S. thanks for taking time to come by and comment.................stan
Stan
this poem brings to mind a science fiction short-story, possibly by Poul Anderson; it deals with the lingering radiation dating back to a world-wide nuclear holocaust. An excellent write that rekindled my desire to pick up one of my tattered paperback science fiction books. Well done.
Ali
Hi Ali
I am also an Anderson fan and read many of his books. Thanks for the visit......stan