Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Plutonium

Pluto, the Roman god of hell,
The gate to which was said to be
The Plutonium where befell,
For smelling fumes, fatality.
A natural but lethal place,
Due to the gases in the ground.
Pilgrims journeyed to die in grace,
A quick and painless death be found.
Today, Plutonium is known
For nuclear bombs it makes real.
No single gate, but global zone,
A fiery death we all could feel.

Of Plutonium - be afraid.
Too soon 'twill bring the hell we made.