With the atomic bomb
Man created his own destruction
A contradiction in terms
With fullest instruction
Now nuclear power
Is the spirit of the age
From behind the bar code
Of a computer cage
There are wars now
And rumours of war
The sorrow of tomorrow
Never known before
Buildings will crumble
And mountains will shake
The sky will fall
And the Earth will quake
With a shadow on the Sun
And tidal wave seas
False prophets will cease
To promise you peace
At the expense of defence
People will starve and cry
As fields burn out
And rivers run dry
Violence is not the answer
For the poor and weak
Or a last resort
To the turned cheek
The Earth is the inheritance
Of the blessed meek
And this is all due
To a security leak.
Lyndon Queripel
