The bombs bring us closer together
As they drive every body apart
Or so comfortable pundits claim—
We heard the angels screaming
Across the sky, straddling warheads
That pitted the earth with salvation
And a chorus celebrating Judgement—
And toward the otherworldly glow
Night could no longer be found
In God’s light, rising as a pillar of fire
From the great mushroom clouds
That filled heaven and hell alike.
On all surfaces, our souls remained
As our bodies faded in the foreground,
Our souls remained in black and white
As our cause faded in the foreground,
Our souls remained in devastation
As our bodies were painted with tears,
Like morbid excavations dug by planes
As our remains filled mass graves
Parishioners filled the holes in a chapel’s coffers.
We were brought together by the bombs,
Thank you, God, for this chance
To finally be with you.