Lest we forget scorched earth policies, of megaton and
  hydrogen, and =
  taut muscle of an armory that flexes, to show the world we
  mean =
  business!
  It's all smiles and handshakes, but who moves to disarm.
  We've cheapened time and evolution.
  To be violently erased is non - fiction.
  Those summits and peace treaties are just worthless words.
  It's all smiles and handshakes, but who moves to disarm.
  Radium, Uranium - one more isotope to add the collection.
  The age of outrage has been reasoned into submission.
  And cries for peace are no longer in fashion.
  I wonder if we'll see the point through cataracted eyes.
  Or draw breath from irradiated lungs, and sigh as we exit
  times =
  seven.