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1,200 pounds of death

Annihilation desired

Decimate obliterate

Chunks of flesh and fire

Steel mayhem coming down

The sound of death coming near

Scatter run you try to hide

Some stop frozen with fear

Will you survive the bombardment

The end result  is evident

Shock wave explodes the bags of meat

Prime directive is complete.

The earth shakes bunker bust

The rubble that stands tall

Steel rain has commenced

Begin the cleansing of all

God’s dead he doesn’t care

If you survive the blast

Pick up the body parts

Because it won’t be the last