“From Sea to Shining Sea”
By Scott L Vannatter – October 9, 2014
The small group stood atop the dusty brown plateau looking toward the ancient metropolis.
It was difficult to see through the debris which floated in the air, but the masks made it even worse.
Someone started singing the old song about “rockets” and “ramparts” and others picked it up as best as they remembered.
There had been wars which rocked the world in the past, but none had done as much as this last 30 minute one.
It would be so nice to be able to see the stars…or the sun…or a (What was it called?), yes, a cow.