Call That an Option?

Nuclear age again
Forcing errors, miscalculate — a decimation game
Nuclear age again
Several hundred thousand deformations…
Sink down in disbelief
That the meltdown and-the-leaks
Are now perceived as historic/blips
Call that an option?
Whichever way, its one step from extinction
Call that an option?
Nuclear age ordains
Weapons in through the front door
To all through the back door
Nuclear age ordains
What is yours cannot be theirs
So divine rights up the stakes
While humanity hopes and cowers…
Dismantle, disarm now
Rogue Superstate will officiate
Whichever the banner flown, this cannot be rightfully owned
The loftier the tyrant
The greater the joyous pull, yearning for Megiddo