Tick, tick...
Boom...boom...
Silence...
Dust, pain,
Blood everywhere,
Screams and shouts,
Terror...
The angel of death
Is smiling...
He opens his wings,
And flies
To another place
That he can call
The paradise
Of the new world order.
Raluca Rodica Ratiu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-world-20/
