The Artilleryman Returns

Again, I was on my way to London

Through towns and villages that Were blackened ruins

Totally silent, desolate, deserted

Man's empire had passed away

Taken swiftly and without error

By these creatures who were composed entirely of brain

Unhampered by the complex systems which make up man

They made and used different bodies according to their needs

They never tired, never slept and never suffered

Having long since eliminated from their planet

The bacteria which cause all fevers and other morbidities