Monday, 22 August 2016

It happened during the time of the fallout...

Decisions had to be made,
And things got burnt away.

Bomb shelters are restful places really,
All that was required was:
Pen, paper & books,
To while away the hours.

She lifts the hatch,
To take a peek,
No ... still no change,
And there are those same men:
... all just exactly the same as before.

She closes the hatch,
And puts her locks & bolts back in place,
This could take a while.


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