The Nuclear Ghost Towns

Source: Mr. Adeola Ikuomola
The moon is a spark on decency
Swashed in colourful eloquence
With live pollen, petal and sepal
Mourning with a weeping dawn

The moon is a spark on greenery
Like virgin rains on the rainbows
Baking emeralds for embryology
Cleansing the stains on the bride
The moon is a spark on peroxides
Breastfeeding times with seasons
In the colures done on starry eyes
Blended with perpetual calendars
The moon sparkles in peace aches
X-raying the Nuclear Ghost Towns
Deaf to races and blind to tongues
Like bright bridal doves in descent
(Nuclear Ghost Town, Pripyat, Ukraine.)