BluestoneReview

Children of the Cold War By Charles Priest Verse 1 - Took a piece of granny’s thread Tied it to a June bug’s leg Everybody played outside Fireflies in the evening light Every evening all across the land The TV in the corner said you can’t trust that other man. Chorus -

We were children of the cold war Waiting on the end of the world Bombers in the air from over there One for every boy and girl Numbers on the radio Sending out a secret code Not a memory of a life before We were children of the cold war Verse 2 - Granny fried her apple pies

While she sang “Sweet By and By” We pledged allegiance every day Flags waived in July parades I remember laying down at night Scared to death that war might come before the morning light.

One Day By Walter Shroyer

Horror erupts, the destruction begins, A mother is lost, A baby cries out, A father lies shattered. Gasping horses, fearful bulls, broken swords, ghostlike screams. Buildings turned to rubble, Lights extinguished, Vulcan has arrived. Time elapses, but time not forgotten, as the vultures circle above.

Rows of sunflowers, awakened by twilight, calling for warm sustenance. A glorious morning, smell the dew, see the glow, hear the distant hum. As bombs fly,

the doves take flight, dodging metal wings, noises never heard.

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