Amchitka

What I want to tell you may be scary
Amchitka´s ground zero fog is hiding
as a cake and on it´s top a cherry
that over a hole is so exciting

once upon a time there was an island
pretty clean and full of auklets flying
round and round in flocks screaming or silent
the truth about tearing up and crying

keeps a cross planted about the bay there
blessing all the life vividly growing
because of winds to be leaning is better
due to aftershocks in thousands, slowing