When it comes it comes, if it does.
Who will own it, the big boys because?
Will it serve a good use or let Hell loose?
Well both, I suppose.
Heaven only knows.
All that power, holy hour!
For good or bad or sane or mad.
The uranium atom is more or less the same.
To kill or cure, which is your game?
They are absolutely not the same.
Who to shame or blame?
In whose name?
Yours or mine?
May hearts entwine.
Life is a glass of wine.
26th May, 2017