<u>The Last Redoubt</u>


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    Dancing slowly in a chemical shower


    Finding ways to count the hours


    The flow stops but you don’t care


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    Bouncing a ball into a thick steel door,


    Counting the dents that came before


    Thump, thump, thump like a cold mechanism


    As you dream of a place outside this prison.


    Tapping away at a well worn touchscreen


    A relic of times that used to be.


    The bunker’s safe, sterile and clean.


    The outside is barren and ugly; obscene


    Hydroponics, such a bright cheerful green


    As you work and toil for barely a bean.


    You’re told it’s rationing or population control


    But dying slowly is no choice at all.


    At last too much, you’ve taken your leave.


    Overrode the controls, took a second to grieve


    And now gaze in shocked awe at the devastation


    A planet man-made barren by radiation.