into vast barren plains,
caught in the sunlight
of the holocaust rains.
Burnt by the past
and the inevitable tide,
of glowing young people
with fate as their bride,
nuclear explosions
devastation gone wild,
infertile and lonely
is the holocaust child.
They were lost in ideals
and peace was their aim,
when all of the time
they knew war was the game.
With no great endeavour
the button was pressed,
and some three generations
in radiation were dressed.
They searched thru' the turmoil
and the valleys of flame,
and shouted for God
but all was in vain.
For centuries, millenniums
he watched and he knew,
the inevitable outcome
was the holocaust view.
He gave us the time
and the chances were there,
but we continued to fight
and seemed never to care.
And when finally
armageddon kissed on our cheek,
we begged for forgiveness
then died on our feet.
The look on the faces
of each innocent child,
as the power and the glory
of mankind went wild.
Will a bolt from the sky
come down and repair,
the damage the heartache
the dread and despair.
Is this finally
and truly then end,
of a race who were
conquered by the need to defend.
Always assuming
a neighbour a foe,
until now as I say
there is nowhere to go.
Lost and bewildered
and just part of the crowd,
with the debris
and ashes strewn all around
We are out of the city
in the vast barren plains,
caught in the sunlight
of the holocaust rains.