Am hurtling through time and space
From an altitude of 29k,
At speed which is maniacal
For I have a score to settle.
Take revenge of all the hate and taunt
That I have endured for being fat;
Today is the day when my pound of flesh,
I will unconditionally extract.

The world will see what I am capable of
And what it means to be derided at.

 

I am now a few feet above the ground
As I metamorphose into a beautiful mushroom cloud
Do not be deceived; for the shroud
will suck out the air from your lungs
Release heat which will turn you to cinder
Decimate your homes, crops, temples and Gods
Radiate and fill you with energy
That will be too much for you to endure
And which you will carry in the womb
For generations to bear and remember.

 

I will make you grovel in the dust in abject misery
For making a mockery of me
I am above reason, above law
I am the be-all and end-all.
Time stops with me
At the stroke of 11:01,
For I am the Fat Man.

 

The world is getting obese
With more and more fat men.
One day they will all come together
To fight against each other.
For they have vowed not to rest in peace
Till they obliterate the blue sphere
From the face of this galaxy.