Ode to Oppenheimer

'Conversations of civility' (@breezewords)

'Conversations of civility'

Watch my beauty, behold me grand

Watch me from where, your chair now stands

My city powerful, glistening great

Yours approaching its expiration date

YES, I watch you shined by the sun

Unaware of what you have done

I watch you like so many times before

Unwittingly dying, the people's whore