Welcome to the streets
to the ash
to the creaks
Welcome all who answer
our calls

An Unfortuanant accident
happened here. The screams
still echo.
Oh? Can you hear it?
The Children's cries
of terror.

The people here still
live there days,
moving in the forever
may.
Listening ti the young
ones play.

And then you heard the
crash,
that waned all those
brash,
as the chemical's lash
hit.

They all fell as their
souls left.
Some trekked, others
prayed,
prayed to the god they claim.

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As Chernobyl sat
silent,
And all calamity
set dormant,
Russia stopped
for that moment.

Now, as our story
ends,
I must reprehend,
for those thoughts I know
you command.

And speak one, just one,
simple attest.
For you see, dear reader,
I lived in that city, this nuclear city.
So...wouldn't I, be with
the rest?