weapons of war

fierce fire sets in the west
a lake of tears the people invest
smokeless sleep fills the air
death hangs looming
with a sinister stare
a wave of fire
a wall of heat
ghostly features
charcoal meat
children whimper as the wall consumes
they breathe in deeply the deadly fumes
who could foresee on a sunny spring day
a dot on the horizon heading to slay
with all its might it passes through
with its scientific marvel, and a nerves crew
a mushroom cloud can be seen for miles
a nations army full of smiles
a seed of destruction
the world leaders fun
the devils work is never done.