Asymmetric harm,
Towers of alarm,
Three for two that day.
Symmetrical ejections
Went out in all directions,
A hundred yards away.
Skulls and bones it seams,
Blown to smithereens,
Minus any way.
Emotional objections
And mystical projections,
They constant overlay.
Movie like mishaps,
Partition each synapse,
Shocking in their way.
Buildings long collapsed,
Victims in their traps,
Many still today.
Cucumber Lodge 