After the bombs stop falling

This is London Calling
sirens blare a three minute warning
soon the bombs will start falling
those left will be mourning the morning

A mushroom skyline, cries shout out
the sun has gone dark, the clouds don't part
the fallout dropping, people flail about
this is the end, well at least the start

A cloud with no silver lining
a deathly silence falls
no bright sun shining
no sweet bird calls

Civilisation collapse, some humans will survive
survival of the fittest, greediest, the devious
but in the darkest places we thrive
like cockroaches we scutter, a painting so hideous

After the bombs stop falling
its Dog eat dog, Cat eat cat
we find our true calling
Human eat human, Can I get some ketchup with that?

The thing that makes this worse
was all funded from the public purse
so instead of saving lives
our taxes hastened our demise

Thanks for reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.