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What is this poem about? Not for a class?

HealthThe whole silo movesA million eyeballs searching.Frantic takes a walk, circles slowly,picks up a rock, reddish, and throws, frantically.The first to pop out becomes an eye, itsscreech informs all others of sight.This is my state, this was my state.Frantic, just choose one and leave!You would never pick mine.

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The first thing that comes to mind, is that it's about the moments between the launch of a nuclear missile and the impact of a nuclear missile.
It doesn't matter if it's for a class or not, it's whether it's a question. Asking for someone to do their homework so they can plagiarize isn't a question. and this category is rife with that.. Silos are where grain or missiles are stored. Assuming it's about missiles because of words like frantic, eyes popping out and screeches, it might be talking about a nuclear war. A silo moves and launches a missile, millions of eyes or radar go searching for it, frantic sets in and circles the planet that is basically impoverished where the people only throw rocks to defend themselves, as in Palestine against the Jews. 2nd stanza, after the nukes go off, radiation begins to bloat people and the first to pop out is an eye, and the person screeches in pain that tells the others of the state he's in. Frantically, people choose an eye of theirs that's left to leave. But they, the planet, would have never picked peace. But this poem is entitled Health and must be about a silo of grain.

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