After Visiting the Museum of Nuclear Science

Possible that through the span of dimensions and universes,

Something could have happened to balance out this calamity.

Why this is progress,

Why destruction is equivalent to a stepping forward,

I may never know.

I am simply one boy,

How could I?

What do I know?

Looking at the green glass formed ten feet deep

[seconds and miles and so many souls]

seeing the “Gadgets” the blooming mushrooms,

What I can see is only a   simple,   inherent,

pervasive self-loathing;

It’s    seeded,    rooted     deep in each heart,

 

and to fight it is to lose.

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